The Woman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAAABABCDCDAEAF

WITH her fair face she made my heavenA
Beneath whose stars and moon and sunA
I worshiped praying having strivenA
For wealth through which she might be wonA
And yet she had no soul A womanA
As fair and cruel as a godB
Who played with hearts as nothing humanA
And tossed them by and on them trodB
She killed a soul she did it nightlyC
Luring it forth from peace and prayerD
To strangle it and laughing lightlyC
Cast it into the gutter thereD
And yet not for a purer visionA
Would I exchange or ParadiseE
Possess instead of Hell my prisonA
Where burns the passion of her eyesF

Madison Julius Cawein



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about The Woman poem by Madison Julius Cawein


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 1 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets