Leda Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEDF GHGHIJIJKLKL BMBMNDND OPOPQRQRSTT SUVUVWRWRHXHX WYWYZCZCMA2MA2Do you remember Leda | A |
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There are those who love to whom Love brings | B |
Great gladness such things have not I | C |
Love looks and has no mercy brings | B |
Long doom to others Such was I | C |
Heart breaking hand upon the lute | D |
Long last made musical by you | E |
Sharp bird beak in the swelling fruit | D |
Or raise the eyelids of these flowers | F |
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I dare not watch that hidden pool | G |
Nor see the wild bird's sudden wing | H |
Lifting the wide brown shaken pool | G |
But round me falls that secret wing | H |
And in that sharp perverse sweet pain | I |
That is half terror and half bliss | J |
My withered hands are curled on pain | I |
That were so wide once after bliss | J |
And gold is springing in my hair | K |
As my thought spring and flower with it | L |
Though I sit hid in my grey hair | K |
Without love or the pain of it | L |
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Yet oh my Swan if love have wings | B |
As the gods tell us you were love | M |
Who took and broke me with those wings | B |
I weak and being far gone in love | M |
Let blushless things be breathed and done | N |
Things flowered out now in bitter fruit | D |
That once done are no more undone | N |
Than last year's frost and last year's fruit | D |
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For what has come of love and me | O |
Who knew the first joy that loving is | P |
Where has love led and beckoned me | O |
But to the end where nothing is | P |
I have seen my blood beat out again | Q |
Red in the hands of all my line | R |
My sin has swelled and flowered again | Q |
Corrupt and fierce through Sparta's line | R |
Bred through me bred through delicate hands | S |
And wandering eyes and wanton lips | T |
Sighing after strange flesh as sighed these lips | T |
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Straying after new sin as strayed these hands | S |
Mother of Helen She whose breasts | U |
To new desires unshaped the world | V |
Above Troy's summit towered these breasts | U |
Helen who wantoned with the world | V |
Helen is dead she had love enough | W |
To mock at doom and laugh at shrine | R |
And Clytemnestra quiet enough | W |
To night beneath Apollo's shrine | R |
And I am left the source the spring | H |
Of all their madness They are dead | X |
While I still sit here the old spring | H |
That fouled them flows above the dead | X |
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But I have paid I have borne enough | W |
I am very old in love and woe | Y |
For all souls these things are enough | W |
Who have known love are the friends of woe | Y |
There those who love and who escape | Z |
There are those who love and do not die | C |
I loved and there was no escape | Z |
Long since I died and daily die | C |
And death alone makes hate and love | M |
Friends with each other and with sleep | A2 |
All's quiet here that once was love | M |
This that is left belongs to sleep | A2 |
Muriel Stuart
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