The Tryst Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDCDC EFEGE HIHJK LMLNL OPCPC| I raised the veil I loosed the bands | A |
| I took the dead thing from its place | B |
| Like a warm stream in frozen lands | A |
| My lips went wandering on her face | B |
| My hands burnt in her hands | A |
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| She could not stay me being dead | C |
| Her body here was mine to hold | D |
| What if her lips had lost their red | C |
| To me they always tasted cold | D |
| With the cold words she said | C |
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| Did my breath run along her hair | E |
| And free the pulse and fire the brain | F |
| My wild blood wake her wild blood there | E |
| Here eyelids lifted wide again | G |
| In a blue sudden stare | E |
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| Beneath my fierce profane caress | H |
| The whole white length of body moved | I |
| The drowsy bosom seemed to press | H |
| As if against a breast beloved | J |
| Then fail for weariness | K |
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| No not that anguish Christ forbid | L |
| That I should raise such dead I rose | M |
| Stifled the mouth with lilies hid | L |
| Those eyes And drew the long hair close | N |
| And shut the coffin lid | L |
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| My cold brow on the cold wood laid | O |
| Quiet and close to night we lie | P |
| No cruel words her lips have said | C |
| I shall not take nor she deny | P |
| The dead is with the dead | C |
Muriel Stuart
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