The Tryst Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDCDC EFEGE HIHJK LMLNL OPCPC

I raised the veil I loosed the bandsA
I took the dead thing from its placeB
Like a warm stream in frozen landsA
My lips went wandering on her faceB
My hands burnt in her handsA
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She could not stay me being deadC
Her body here was mine to holdD
What if her lips had lost their redC
To me they always tasted coldD
With the cold words she saidC
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Did my breath run along her hairE
And free the pulse and fire the brainF
My wild blood wake her wild blood thereE
Here eyelids lifted wide againG
In a blue sudden stareE
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Beneath my fierce profane caressH
The whole white length of body movedI
The drowsy bosom seemed to pressH
As if against a breast belovedJ
Then fail for wearinessK
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No not that anguish Christ forbidL
That I should raise such dead I roseM
Stifled the mouth with lilies hidL
Those eyes And drew the long hair closeN
And shut the coffin lidL
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My cold brow on the cold wood laidO
Quiet and close to night we lieP
No cruel words her lips have saidC
I shall not take nor she denyP
The dead is with the deadC

Muriel Stuart



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