Faded Leaves Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCE FGFG HEHE IHIJ KLKL A M NOPP MMQQ A R STST BUBU BVBV VWVW O F XYYYX OZZZO RFFFR UOOOU A2YYYA2 O S JJUU B2B2OO UUC2C2 JJUUI | A |
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THE RIVER | B |
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Still glides the stream slow drops the boat | C |
Under the rustling poplars' shade | D |
Silent the swans beside us float | C |
None speaks none heeds ah turn thy head | E |
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Let those arch eyes now softly shine | F |
That mocking mouth grow sweetly bland | G |
Ah let them rest those eyes on mine | F |
On mine let rest that lovely hand | G |
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My pent up tears oppress my brain | H |
My heart is swoln with love unsaid | E |
Ah let me weep and tell my pain | H |
And on thy shoulder rest my head | E |
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Before I die before the soul | I |
Which now is mine must re attain | H |
Immunity from my control | I |
And wander round the world again | J |
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Before this teas'd o'erlabour'd heart | K |
For ever leaves its vain employ | L |
Dead to its deep habitual smart | K |
And dead to hopes of future joy | L |
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II | A |
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TOO LATE | M |
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Each on his own strict line we move | N |
And some find death ere they find love | O |
So far apart their lives are thrown | P |
From the twin soul that halves their own | P |
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And sometimes by still harder fate | M |
The lovers meet but meet too late | M |
Thy heart is mine True true ah true | Q |
Then love thy hand Ah no adieu | Q |
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III | A |
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SEPARATION | R |
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Stop Not to me at this bitter departing | S |
Speak of the sure consolations of Time | T |
Fresh be the wound still renew'd be its smarting | S |
So but thy image endure in its prime | T |
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But if the stedfast commandment of Nature | B |
Wills that remembrance should always decay | U |
If the lov'd form and the deep cherish'd feature | B |
Must when unseen from the soul fade away | U |
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Me let no half effac'd memories cumber | B |
Fled fled at once be all vestige of thee | V |
Deep be the darkness and still be the slumber | B |
Dead be the Past and its phantoms to me | V |
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Then when we meet and thy look strays towards me | V |
Scanning my face and the changes wrought there | W |
Who let me say is this Stranger regards me | V |
With the grey eyes and the lovely brown hair | W |
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IV | O |
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ON THE RHINE | F |
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Vain is the effort to forget | X |
Some day I shall be cold I know | Y |
As is the eternal moon lit snow | Y |
Of the high Alps to which I go | Y |
But ah not yet not yet | X |
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Vain is the agony of grief | O |
'Tis true indeed an iron knot | Z |
Ties straitly up from mine thy lot | Z |
And were it snapt thou lov'st me not | Z |
But is despair relief | O |
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Awhile let me with thought have done | R |
And as this brimm'd unwrinkled Rhine | F |
And that far purple mountain line | F |
Lie sweetly in the look divine | F |
Of the slow sinking sun | R |
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So let me lie and calm as they | U |
Let beam upon my inward view | O |
Those eyes of deep soft lucent hue | O |
Eyes too expressive to be blue | O |
Too lovely to be grey | U |
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Ah Quiet all things feel thy balm | A2 |
Those blue hills too this river's flow | Y |
Were restless once but long ago | Y |
Tam'd is their turbulent youthful glow | Y |
Their joy is in their calm | A2 |
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V | O |
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LONGING | S |
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Come to me in my dreams and then | J |
By day I shall be well again | J |
For so the night will more than pay | U |
The hopeless longing of the day | U |
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Come as thou cam'st a thousand times | B2 |
A messenger from radiant climes | B2 |
And smile on thy new world and be | O |
As kind to others as to me | O |
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Or as thou never cam'st in sooth | U |
Come now and let me dream it truth | U |
And part my hair and kiss my brow | C2 |
And say My love why sufferest thou | C2 |
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Come to me in my dreams and then | J |
By day I shall be well again | J |
For so the night will more than pay | U |
The hopeless longing of the day | U |
Matthew Arnold
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