The New Aspasia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDEFGFG AHHAGIGIJJIJ KLKKLAIAJMIIMNNMIOMO PPQPQQ RJRJSTSTU| If I have given myself to you and you | A |
| And if these pale hands are not virginal | B |
| Nor these bright lips beneath your own lips true | A |
| What matters it I do not stand nor fall | C |
| By your old foolish judgments of desire | D |
| If this were Helen's way it is not mine | E |
| I bring you Beauty but no Troys to fire | D |
| The cup I hold brims not with Borgia's wine | E |
| You so sudden snared of brows and breasts | F |
| Lightly you think upon these lips this hair | G |
| My thoughts are kinder you are pity's guests | F |
| Compassion's bed you share | G |
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| It was not lust delivered me to you | A |
| I gave my wondering mouth for pity's sake | H |
| For your strange sighing lips I did but break | H |
| Many times this bread and poured this wine anew | A |
| My body's woven sweetness and kindling hair | G |
| Were given for heal of hurts unknown of me | I |
| For something I could slake but could not share | G |
| Sudden and rough and cruel I let you be | I |
| I gave my body for what the world calls sin | J |
| Even as for your souls the Nazarene | J |
| Gave once Long years in pity I and He | I |
| Have served you Jesus and the Magdalen | J |
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| As on the river in the fading light | K |
| A rust red sail across the evening creeps | L |
| Torching the gloom and slowly sinks from sight | K |
| The blood may rise to some old face at night | K |
| Remembering old sins before it sleeps | L |
| So might you hence recall me were I true | A |
| To your sad violence Were I not free | I |
| So me you might remember now but you | A |
| Were no more loved by me than | J |
| Than clouds at sunset or the wild bird going | M |
| About his pleasure on the apple tree | I |
| Or wide blown roses swelling to the bee | I |
| No sweeter than flowers suddenly found growing | M |
| In frost bound dells or on the bare high hills | N |
| The gold unlaced dew drunken daffodils | N |
| Shouting the dawn or the brown river flowing | M |
| Down quietly to the sea | I |
| Or day in twilight's hair bound safe and dim | O |
| Stirless in lavender or the wind blowing | M |
| Tumbling the poppy's turban after him | O |
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| I knew you as I knew these happy things | P |
| Passing unwept on wide and tranquil wings | P |
| To their own place in nature below above | Q |
| Transient passion with its stains and stings | P |
| For this strange pity that you knew not of | Q |
| Was neither lust nor love | Q |
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| Do not repent nor pity nor regret | R |
| I do not seek your pardon nor give you mine | J |
| Pass by be silent drop no tears forget | R |
| Return not make no sign | J |
| When I am dead nor turn your lips away | S |
| From Phyrne's silver limbs and Faustine's kiss | T |
| I need no pity No word of pity say | S |
| I have given a new sweet name and crown to this | T |
| That served men's lust and was Aspasia | U |
Muriel Stuart
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