The Spell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CBBCBC DEEDFD GHHGBF IJJIFI KLMKBK NOONFN PQRSSPBP TDDTFT'We have the receipt of fern seed we walk invisible ' | A |
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HENRY IV | B |
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And we have met but twice or thrice | C |
Three times enough to make me love | B |
I praised your hair once then your glove | B |
Your eyes your gown you were like ice | C |
And yet this might suffice my love | B |
And yet this might suffice | C |
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St John hath told me what to do | D |
To search and find the ferns that grow | E |
The fern seed that the faeries know | E |
Then sprinkle fern seed in my shoe | D |
And haunt the steps of you my dear | F |
And haunt the steps of you | D |
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You'll see the poppy pods dip here | G |
The blow ball of the thistle slip | H |
And no wind breathing but my lip | H |
Next to your anxious cheek and ear | G |
To tell you I am near my love | B |
To tell you I am near | F |
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On wood ways I shall tread your gown | I |
You'll know it is no brier then | J |
I'll whisper words of love again | J |
And smile to see your quick face frown | I |
And then I'll kiss it down my dear | F |
And then I'll kiss it down | I |
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And when at home you read or knit | K |
Who'll know it was my hands that blotted | L |
The page or all your needles knotted | M |
When in your rage you cry a bit | K |
And loud I laugh at it my love | B |
And loud I laugh at it | K |
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The secrets that you say in prayer | N |
Right so I'll hear and when you sing | O |
The name you speak and whispering | O |
I'll bend and kiss your mouth and hair | N |
And tell you I am there my dear | F |
And tell you I am there | N |
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Would it were true what people say | P |
Would I | Q |
could | R |
find that elfin seed | S |
Then should I win your love indeed | S |
By being near you night and day | P |
There is no other way my love | B |
There is no other way | P |
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Meantime the truth in this is said | T |
It is my soul that follows you | D |
It needs no fern seed in the shoe | D |
While in the heart love pulses red | T |
To win you and to wed my dear | F |
To win you and to wed | T |
Madison Julius Cawein
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