Ione Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCCDEEF BGBGGHIIH JKJKKLJJL BMBMMNOON BPBPPQRRQ STSTTUBBU VRVRRWOOW BPBPPXBBX YZYZZBA2A2B BOBOOB2C2C2B A BABAAD2E2E2D2 YBYBBJKKJ BF2BF2F2G2H2H2G2 YH2YH2H2D2D2D2D2 UD2UD2D2I2OOI2 D2F2D2F2F2G2D2D2G2 A JJ2JJ2J2KK2K2K BOBOOH2L2L2H2 M2JM2JJD2D2D2D2 JF2JF2F2AF2F2A JF2JF2F2JBBJ BF2BF2F2F2D2D2F2 JJJJJM2JJM2 BJBJJN2O2O2N2 JD2JD2D2JD2D2J BP2BP2P2BJJB JBJBBD2Q2Q2D2 BBBBBBJJB BJBJJJJJJI | A |
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Ah yes 't is sweet still to remember | B |
Though 'twere less painful to forget | C |
For while my heart glows like an ember | B |
Mine eyes with sorrow's drops are wet | C |
And oh my heart is aching yet | C |
It is a law of mortal pain | D |
That old wounds long accounted well | E |
Beneath the memory's potent spell | E |
Will wake to life and bleed again | F |
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So 't is with me it might be better | B |
If I should turn no look behind | G |
If I could curb my heart and fetter | B |
From reminiscent gaze my mind | G |
Or let my soul go blind go blind | G |
But would I do it if I could | H |
Nay ease at such a price were spurned | I |
For since my love was once returned | I |
All that I suffer seemeth good | H |
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I know I know it is the fashion | J |
When love has left some heart distressed | K |
To weight the air with wordful passion | J |
But I am glad that in my breast | K |
I ever held so dear a guest | K |
Love does not come at every nod | L |
Or every voice that calleth hasten | J |
He seeketh out some heart to chasten | J |
And whips it wailing up to God | L |
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Love is no random road wayfarer | B |
Who where he may must sip his glass | M |
Love is the King the Purple Wearer | B |
Whose guard recks not of tree or grass | M |
To blaze the way that he may pass | M |
What if my heart be in the blast | N |
That heralds his triumphant way | O |
Shall I repine shall I not say | O |
Rejoice my heart the King has passed | N |
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In life each heart holds some sad story | B |
The saddest ones are never told | P |
I too have dreamed of fame and glory | B |
And viewed the future bright with gold | P |
But that is as a tale long told | P |
Mine eyes have lost their youthful flash | Q |
My cunning hand has lost its art | R |
I am not old but in my heart | R |
The ember lies beneath the ash | Q |
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I loved Why not My heart was youthful | S |
My mind was filled with healthy thought | T |
He doubts not whose own self is truthful | S |
Doubt by dishonesty is taught | T |
So loved I boldly fearing naught | T |
I did not walk this lowly earth | U |
Mine was a newer higher sphere | B |
Where youth was long and life was dear | B |
And all save love was little worth | U |
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Her likeness Would that I might limn it | V |
As Love did with enduring art | R |
Nor dust of days nor death may dim it | V |
Where it lies graven on my heart | R |
Of this sad fabric of my life a part | R |
I would that I might paint her now | W |
As I beheld her in that day | O |
Ere her first bloom had passed away | O |
And left the lines upon her brow | W |
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A face serene that beaming brightly | B |
Disarmed the hot sun's glances bold | P |
A foot that kissed the ground so lightly | B |
He frowned in wrath and deemed her cold | P |
But loved her still though he was old | P |
A form where every maiden grace | X |
Bloomed to perfection's richest flower | B |
The statued pose of conscious power | B |
Like lithe limbed Dian's of the chase | X |
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Beneath a brow too fair for frowning | Y |
Like moon lit deeps that glass the skies | Z |
Till all the hosts above seem drowning | Y |
Looked forth her steadfast hazel eyes | Z |
With gaze serene and purely wise | Z |
And over all her tresses rare | B |
Which when with his desire grown weak | A2 |
The Night bent down to kiss her cheek | A2 |
Entrapped and held him captive there | B |
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This was Ione a spirit finer | B |
Ne'er burned to ash its house of clay | O |
A soul instinct with fire diviner | B |
Ne'er fled athwart the face of day | O |
And tempted Time with earthly stay | O |
Her loveliness was not alone | B2 |
Of face and form and tresses' hue | C2 |
For aye a pure high soul shone through | C2 |
Her every act this was Ione | B |
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II | A |
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'T was in the radiant summer weather | B |
When God looked smiling from the sky | A |
And we went wand'ring much together | B |
By wood and lane Ione and I | A |
Attracted by the subtle tie | A |
Of common thoughts and common tastes | D2 |
Of eyes whose vision saw the same | E2 |
And freely granted beauty's claim | E2 |
Where others found but worthless wastes | D2 |
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We paused to hear the far bells ringing | Y |
Across the distance sweet and clear | B |
We listened to the wild bird's singing | Y |
The song he meant for his mate's ear | B |
And deemed our chance to do so dear | B |
We loved to watch the warrior Sun | J |
With flaming shield and flaunting crest | K |
Go striding down the gory West | K |
When Day's long fight was fought and won | J |
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And life became a different story | B |
Where'er I looked I saw new light | F2 |
Earth's self assumed a greater glory | B |
Mine eyes were cleared to fuller sight | F2 |
Then first I saw the need and might | F2 |
Of that fair band the singing throng | G2 |
Who gifted with the skill divine | H2 |
Take up the threads of life spun fine | H2 |
And weave them into soulful song | G2 |
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They sung for me whose passion pressing | Y |
My soul found vent in song nor line | H2 |
They bore the burden of expressing | Y |
All that I felt with art's design | H2 |
And every word of theirs was mine | H2 |
I read them to Ione ofttimes | D2 |
By hill and shore beneath fair skies | D2 |
And she looked deeply in mine eyes | D2 |
And knew my love spoke through their rhymes | D2 |
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Her life was like the stream that floweth | U |
And mine was like the waiting sea | D2 |
Her love was like the flower that bloweth | U |
And mine was like the searching bee | D2 |
I found her sweetness all for me | D2 |
God plied him in the mint of time | I2 |
And coined for us a golden day | O |
And rolled it ringing down life's way | O |
With love's sweet music in its chime | I2 |
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And God unclasped the Book of Ages | D2 |
And laid it open to our sight | F2 |
Upon the dimness of its pages | D2 |
So long consigned to rayless night | F2 |
He shed the glory of his light | F2 |
We read them well we read them long | G2 |
And ever thrilling did we see | D2 |
That love ruled all humanity | D2 |
The master passion pure and strong | G2 |
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III | A |
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To day my skies are bare and ashen | J |
And bend on me without a beam | J2 |
Since love is held the master passion | J |
Its loss must be the pain supreme | J2 |
And grinning Fate has wrecked my dream | J2 |
But pardon dear departed Guest | K |
I will not rant I will not rail | K2 |
For good the grain must feel the flail | K2 |
There are whom love has never blessed | K |
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I had and have a younger brother | B |
One whom I loved and love to day | O |
As never fond and doting mother | B |
Adored the babe who found its way | O |
From heavenly scenes into her day | O |
Oh he was full of youth's new wine | H2 |
A man on life's ascending slope | L2 |
Flushed with ambition full of hope | L2 |
And every wish of his was mine | H2 |
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A kingly youth the way before him | M2 |
Was thronged with victories to be won | J |
So joyous too the heavens o'er him | M2 |
Were bright with an unchanging sun | J |
His days with rhyme were overrun | J |
Toil had not taught him Nature's prose | D2 |
Tears had not dimmed his brilliant eyes | D2 |
And sorrow had not made him wise | D2 |
His life was in the budding rose | D2 |
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I know not how I came to waken | J |
Some instinct pricked my soul to sight | F2 |
My heart by some vague thrill was shaken | J |
A thrill so true and yet so slight | F2 |
I hardly deemed I read aright | F2 |
As when a sleeper ign'rant why | A |
Not knowing what mysterious hand | F2 |
Has called him out of slumberland | F2 |
Starts up to find some danger nigh | A |
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Love is a guest that comes unbidden | J |
But having come asserts his right | F2 |
He will not be repressed nor hidden | J |
And so my brother's dawning plight | F2 |
Became uncovered to my sight | F2 |
Some sound mote in his passing tone | J |
Caught in the meshes of my ear | B |
Some little glance a shade too dear | B |
Betrayed the love he bore Ione | J |
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What could I do He was my brother | B |
And young and full of hope and trust | F2 |
I could not dared not try to smother | B |
His flame and turn his heart to dust | F2 |
I knew how oft life gives a crust | F2 |
To starving men who cry for bread | F2 |
But he was young so few his days | D2 |
He had not learned the great world's ways | D2 |
Nor Disappointment's volumes read | F2 |
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However fair and rich the booty | J |
I could not make his loss my gain | J |
For love is dear but dearer duty | J |
And here my way was clear and plain | J |
I saw how I could save him pain | J |
And so with all my day grown dim | M2 |
That this loved brother's sun might shine | J |
I joined his suit gave over mine | J |
And sought Ione to plead for him | M2 |
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I found her in an eastern bower | B |
Where all day long the am'rous sun | J |
Lay by to woo a timid flower | B |
This day his course was well nigh run | J |
But still with lingering art he spun | J |
Gold fancies on the shadowed wall | N2 |
The vines waved soft and green above | O2 |
And there where one might tell his love | O2 |
I told my griefs I told her all | N2 |
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I told her all and as she hearkened | J |
A tear drop fell upon her dress | D2 |
With grief her flushing brow was darkened | J |
One sob that she could not repress | D2 |
Betrayed the depths of her distress | D2 |
Upon her grief my sorrow fed | J |
And I was bowed with unlived years | D2 |
My heart swelled with a sea of tears | D2 |
The tears my manhood could not shed | J |
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The world is Rome and Fate is Nero | B |
Disporting in the hour of doom | P2 |
God made us men times make the hero | B |
But in that awful space of gloom | P2 |
I gave no thought but sorrow's room | P2 |
All all was dim within that bower | B |
What time the sun divorced the day | J |
And all the shadows glooming gray | J |
Proclaimed the sadness of the hour | B |
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She could not speak no word was needed | J |
Her look half strength and half despair | B |
Told me I had not vainly pleaded | J |
That she would not ignore my prayer | B |
And so she turned and left me there | B |
And as she went so passed my bliss | D2 |
She loved me I could not mistake | Q2 |
But for her own and my love's sake | Q2 |
Her womanhood could rise to this | D2 |
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My wounded heart fled swift to cover | B |
And life at times seemed very drear | B |
My brother proved an ardent lover | B |
What had so young a man to fear | B |
He wed Ione within the year | B |
No shadow clouds her tranquil brow | B |
Men speak her husband's name with pride | J |
While she sits honored at his side | J |
She is she must be happy now | B |
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I doubt the course I took no longer | B |
Since those I love seem satisfied | J |
The bond between them will grow stronger | B |
As they go forward side by side | J |
Then will my pains be jusfied | J |
Their joy is mine and that is best | J |
I am not totally bereft | J |
For I have still the mem'ry left | J |
Love stopped with me a Royal Guest | J |
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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