A Forgiveness Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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As for my wife what happened long ago | A |
You have a right to question me as I | B |
Am bound to answer | C |
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Son a fit reply | B |
The monk half spoke half ground through his clenched teeth | D |
At the confession grate I knelt beneath | D |
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Thus then all happened Father Power and place | E |
I had as still I have I ran life's race | E |
With the whole world to see as only strains | F |
His strength some athlete whose prodigious gains | F |
Of good appall him happy to excess | G |
Work freely done should balance happiness | H |
Fully enjoyed and since beneath my roof | I |
Housed she who made home heaven in heaven's behoof | I |
I went forth every day and all day long | J |
Worked for the world Look how the laborer's song | J |
Cheers him Thus sang my soul at each sharp throe | C |
Of laboring flesh and blood She loves me so | A |
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One day perhaps such song so knit the nerve | I |
That work grew play and vanished I deserve | I |
Haply my heaven an hour before the time | K |
I laughed as silverly the clockhouse chime | K |
Surprised me passing through the postern gate | L |
Not the main entry where the menials wait | L |
And wonder why the world's affairs allow | M |
The master sudden leisure That was how | M |
I took the private garden way for once | N |
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Forth from the alcove I saw start ensconce | O |
Himself behind the porphyry vase a man | P |
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My fancies in the natural order ran | P |
A spy perhaps a foe in ambuscade | L |
A thief more like a sweetheart of some maid | L |
Who pitched on the alcove for tryst perhaps | Q |
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Stand there I bid | L |
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Whereat my man but wraps | Q |
His face the closelier with uplifted arm | R |
Whereon the cloak lies strikes in blind alarm | R |
This and that pedestal as stretch and stoop | S |
Now in now out of sight he thrids the group | S |
Of statues marble god and goddess ranged | L |
Each side the pathway till the gate's exchanged | L |
For safety one step thence the street you know | A |
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Thus far I followed with my gaze Then slow | A |
Near on admiringly I breathed again | T |
And back to that last fancy of the train | U |
A danger risked for hope of just a word | L |
With which of all my nest may be the bird | L |
This poacher covets for her plumage pray | C |
Carmen Juana Carmen seems too gay | C |
For such adventure while Juana's grave | I |
Would scorn the folly I applaud the knave | I |
He had the eye could single from my brood | L |
His proper fledgeling | C |
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As I turned there stood | L |
In face of me my wife stone still stone white | L |
Whether one bound had brought her at first sight | L |
Of what she judged the encounter sure to be | V |
Next moment of the venturous man and me | V |
Brought her to clutch and keep me from my prey | C |
Whether impelled because her death no day | C |
Could come so absolutely opportune | W |
As now at joy's height like a year in June | W |
Stayed at the fall of its first ripened rose | X |
Or whether hungry for my hate who knows | X |
Eager to end an irksome lie and taste | L |
Our tingling true relation hate embraced | L |
By hate one naked moment anyhow | M |
There stone still stone white stood my wife but now | M |
The woman who made heaven within my house | Y |
Ay she who faced me was my very spouse | Y |
As well as love you are to recollect | L |
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Stay she said Keep at least one soul unspecked | L |
With crime that's spotless hitherto your own | Z |
Kill me who court the blessing who alone | Z |
Was am and shall be guilty first to last | L |
The man lay helpless in the toils I cast | L |
About him helpless as the statue there | C |
Against that strangling bell flower's bondage tear | C |
Away and tread to dust the parasite | L |
But do the passive marble no despite | L |
I love him as I hate you Kill me Strike | C |
At one blow both infinitudes alike | C |
Out of existence hate and love Whence love | I |
That's safe inside my heart nor will remove | I |
For any searching of your steel I think | C |
Whence hate The secret lay on lip at brink | C |
Of speech in one fierce tremble to escape | A2 |
At every form wherein your love took shape | A2 |
At each new provocation of your kiss | B2 |
Kill me | V |
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We went in | C2 |
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Next day after this | B2 |
I felt as if the speech might come I spoke | C |
Easily after all | D2 |
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The lifted cloak | C |
Was screen sufficient I concern myself | I |
Hardly with laying hands on who for pelf | I |
Whate'er the ignoble kind may prowl and brave | I |
Cuffing and kicking proper to a knave | I |
Detected by my household's vigilance | N |
Enough of such As for my love romance | E2 |
I like our good Hidalgo rub my eyes | F2 |
And wake and wonder how the film could rise | F2 |
Which changed for me a barbers' basin straight | L |
Into Mambrino's helm I hesitate | L |
Nowise to say God's sacramental cup | G2 |
Why should I blame the brass which burnished up | G2 |
Will blaze to all but me as good as gold | L |
To me a warning I was overbold | L |
In judging metals The Hidalgo waked | L |
Only to die if I remember staked | L |
His life upon the basin's worth and lost | L |
While I confess torpidity at most | L |
In here and there a limb but lame and halt | L |
Still should I work on still repair my fault | L |
Ere I took rest in death no fear at all | D2 |
Now work no word before the curtain fall | D2 |
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The curtain That of death on life I meant | L |
My word permissible in death's event | L |
Would be truth soul to soul for other wise | F2 |
Day by day three years long there had to rise | F2 |
And night by night to fall upon our stage | H2 |
Ours doomed to public play by heritage | I2 |
Another curtain when the world perforce | J2 |
Our critical assembly in due course | J2 |
Came and went witnessing gave praise or blame | K2 |
To art mimetic It had spoiled the game | K2 |
If suffered to set foot behind our scene | L2 |
The world had witnessed how stage king and queen | L2 |
Gallant and lady but a minute since | M2 |
Enarming each the other would evince | M2 |
No sign of recognition as they took | C |
His way and her way to whatever nook | C |
Waited them in the darkness either side | L |
Of that bright stage where lately groom and bride | L |
Had fired the audience to a frenzy fit | L |
Of sympathetic rapture every whit | L |
Earned as the curtain fell on her and me | V |
Actors Three whole years nothing was to see | V |
But calm and concord where a speech was due | L |
There came the speech when the smiles were wanted too | L |
Smiles were as ready In a place like mine | N2 |
Where foreign and domestic cares combine | N2 |
There's audience every day and all day long | C |
But finally the last of the whole throng | C |
Who linger lets one see his back For her | C |
Why liberty and liking I aver | C |
Liking and liberty For me I breathed | L |
Let my face rest from every wrinkle wreathed | L |
Smile like about the mouth unlearned my task | C |
Of personation till next day bade mask | C |
And quietly betook me from that world | L |
To the real world not pageant there unfurled | L |
In work its wings my soul the fretted power | C |
Three years I worked each minute of each hour | C |
Not claimed by acting work I may dispense | O2 |
With talk about since work in evidence | N |
Perhaps in history who knows or cares | P2 |
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After three years this way all unawares | P2 |
Our acting ended She and I at close | Q2 |
Of a loud night feast led between two rows | X |
Of bending male and female loyalty | L |
Our lord the king down staircase while held high | I |
At arm's length did the twisted tapers' flare | C |
Herald his passage from our palace where | C |
Such visiting left glory evermore | C |
Again the ascent in public till at door | C |
As we two stood by the saloon now blank | C |
And disencumbered of its guests there sank | C |
A whisper in my ear so low and yet | L |
So unmistakable | R2 |
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I half forget | L |
The chamber you repair to and I want | L |
Occasion for one short word if you grant | L |
That grace within a certain room yon called | L |
Our 'Study ' for you wrote there while I scrawled | L |
Some paper full of faces for my sport | L |
That room I can remember Just one short | L |
Word with you there for the remembrance' sake | C |
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Follow me thither I I replied | L |
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We break | C |
The gloom a little as with guiding lamp | S2 |
I lead the way leave warmth and cheer by damp | S2 |
Blind disused serpentining ways afar | C |
From where the habitable chambers are | C |
Ascend descend stairs tunnelled through the stone | Z |
Always in silence till I reach the lone | Z |
Chamber sepulchred for my very own | Z |
Out of the palace quarry When a boy | T2 |
Here was my fortress stronghold from annoy | T2 |
Proof positive of ownership in youth | U2 |
I garnered up my gleanings here uncouth | U2 |
But precious relics of vain hopes vain fears | V2 |
Finally this became in after years | V2 |
My closet of entrenchment to withstand | L |
Invasion of the foe on every hand | L |
The multifarious herd in bower and hall | D2 |
State room rooms whatsoe'er the style which call | D2 |
On masters to be mindful that before | C |
Men they must look like men and something more | C |
Here when our lord the king's bestowment ceased | L |
To deck me on the day that golden fleeced | L |
I touched ambition's height 'twas here released | L |
From glory always symbolled by a chain | U |
No sooner was I privileged to gain | U |
My secret domicile than glad I flung | C |
That last toy on the table gazed where hung | C |
On hook my father's gift the arquebus | V2 |
And asked myself Shall I envisage thus | V2 |
The new prize and the old prize when I reach | W2 |
Another year's experience own that each | W2 |
Equalled advantage sportsman's states man's tool | X2 |
That brought me down an eagle this a fool | X2 |
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Into which room on entry I set down | Y2 |
The lamp and turning saw whose rustled gown | Y2 |
Had told me my wife followed pace for pace | V2 |
Each of us looked the other in the face | V2 |
She spoke Since I could die now | M |
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To explain | U |
Why that first struck me know not once again | T |
Since the adventure at the porphyry's edge | Z2 |
Three years before which sundered like a wedge | Z2 |
Her soul from mine though daily smile to smile | A3 |
We stood before the public all the while | A3 |
Not once bad I distinguished in that face | V2 |
I paid observance to the faintest trace | V2 |
Of feature more than requisite for eyes | V2 |
To do their duty by and recognize | V2 |
So did I force mine to obey my will | B3 |
And pry no further There exists such skill | B3 |
Those know who need it What physician shrinks | V2 |
From needful contact with a corpse He drinks | V2 |
No plague so long as thirst for knowledge not | L |
An idler impulse prompts inquiry What | L |
And will you disbelieve in power to bid | L |
Our spirit back to bounds as though we chid | L |
A child from scrutiny that's just and right | L |
In manhood Sense not soul accomplished sight | L |
Reported daily she it was not how | M |
Nor why a change had come to cheek and brow | M |
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Since I could die now of the truth concealed | L |
Yet dare not must not die so seems revealed | L |
The Virgin's mind to me for death means peace | V2 |
Wherein no lawful part have I whose lease | V2 |
Of life and punishment the truth avowed | L |
May haply lengthen let me push the shroud | L |
Away that steals to muffle ere is just | L |
My penance fire in snow I dare I must | L |
Live by avowal of the truth this truth | U2 |
I loved you Thanks for the fresh serpent's tooth | U2 |
That by a prompt new pang more exquisite | L |
Than all preceding torture proves me right | L |
I loved you yet I lost you May I go | C |
Burn to the ashes now my shame you know | C |
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I think there never was such how express | V2 |
Horror coquetting with voluptuousness | V2 |
As in those arms of Eastern workmanship | C3 |
Yataghan kandjar things that rend and rip | C3 |
Gash rough slash smooth help hate so many ways | V2 |
Yet ever keep a beauty that betrays | V2 |
Love still at work with the artificer | M |
Throughout his quaint devising Why prefer | M |
Except for love's sake that a blade should writhe | D3 |
And bicker like a flame now play the scythe | D3 |
As if some broad neck tempted now contract | L |
And needle off into a fineness lacked | L |
For just that puncture which the heart demands | V2 |
Then such adornment Wherefore need our hands | V2 |
Enclose not ivory alone nor gold | L |
Roughened for use but jewels Nay behold | L |
Fancy my favorite which I seem to grasp | E3 |
While I describe the luxury No asp | E3 |
Is diapered more delicate round throat | L |
Than this below the handle These denote | L |
These mazy lines meandering to end | L |
Only in flesh they open what intend | L |
They else but water purlings pale contrast | L |
With the life crimson where they blend at last | L |
And mark the handle's dim pellucid green | L2 |
Carved the hard jadestone as you pinch a bean | L2 |
Into a sort of parrot bird He pecks | V2 |
A grape bunch his two eyes are ruby specks | V2 |
Pure from the mine seen this way glassy blank | C |
But turn them lo the inmost fire that shrank | C |
From sparkling sends a red dart right to aim | K2 |
Why did I choose such toys Perhaps the game | K2 |
Of peaceful men is warlike just as men | T |
War wearied get amusement from that pen | T |
And paper we grow sick of statesfolk tired | L |
Of merely when such measures are required | L |
Dealing out doom to people by three words | V2 |
A signature and seal we play with swords | V2 |
Suggestive of quick process That is how | M |
I came to like the toys described you now | M |
Store of which glittered on the walls and strewed | L |
The table even while my wife pursued | L |
Her purpose to its ending Now you know | C |
This shame my three years' torture let me go | C |
Burn to the very ashes You I lost | L |
Yet you I loved | L |
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The thing I pity most | L |
In men is action prompted by surprise | V2 |
Of anger men nay bulls whose onset lies | V2 |
At instance of the firework and the goad | L |
Once the foe prostrate trampling once bestowed | L |
Prompt follows placability regret | L |
Atonement Trust me blood warmth never yet | L |
Betokened strong will As no leap of pulse | V2 |
Pricked me that first time so did none convulse | V2 |
My veins at this occasion for resolve | I |
Had that devolved which did not then devolve | I |
Upon me I had done what now to do | L |
Was quietly apparent | L |
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Tell me who | L |
The man was crouching by the porphyry vase | V2 |
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No never All was folly in his case | V2 |
All guilt in mine I tempted he complied | L |
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And yet you loved me | L |
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Loved you Double dyed | L |
In folly and in guilt I thought you gave | I |
Your heart and soul away from me to slave | I |
At statecraft Since my right in you seemed lost | L |
I stung myself to teach you to your cost | L |
What you rejected could be prized beyond | L |
Life heaven by the first fool I threw a fond | L |
Look on a fatal word to | L |
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And you still | B3 |
Love me Do I conjecture well or ill | B3 |
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Conjecture well or ill I had three years | V2 |
To spend in learning you | L |
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We both are peers | V2 |
In knowledge therefore since three years are spent | L |
Ere thus much of yourself I learn who went | L |
Back to the house that day and brought my mind | L |
To bear upon your action uncombined | L |
Motive from motive till the dross deprived | L |
Of every purer particle survived | L |
At last in native simple hideousness | V2 |
Utter contemptibility nor less | V2 |
Nor more Contemptibility exempt | L |
How could I from its proper due contempt | L |
I have too much despised you to divert | L |
My life from its set course by help or hurt | L |
Of your all despicable life perturb | F3 |
The calm I work in by men's mouths to curb | F3 |
Which at such news were clamorous enough | I |
Men's eyes to shut before my broidered stuff | I |
With the huge hole there my emblazoned wall | D2 |
Blank where a scutcheon hung by worse than all | D2 |
Each day's procession my paraded life | I |
Robbed and impoverished through the wanting wife | I |
Now that my life which means my work was grown | Z |
Riches indeed Once just this worth alone | Z |
Seemed work to have that profit gained thereby | I |
Of good and praise would how rewardingly | D2 |
Fall at your feet a crown I hoped to cast | L |
Before your love my love should crown at last | L |
No love remaining to cast crown before | M |
My love stopped work now but contempt the more | M |
Impelled me task as ever head and hand | L |
Because the very fiends weave ropes of sand | L |
Rather than taste pure hell in idleness | V2 |
Therefore I kept my memory down by stress | V2 |
Of daily work I had no mind to stay | L |
For the world's wonder at the wife away | L |
Oh it was easy all of it believe | I |
For I despised you But your words retrieve | I |
Importantly the past No hate assumed | L |
The mask of love at any time There gloomed | L |
A moment when love took hate's semblance urged | L |
By causes you declare but love's self purged | L |
Away a fancied wrong I did both loves | V2 |
Yours and my own by no hate's help it proves | V2 |
Purgation was attempted Then you rise | V2 |
High by how many a grade I did despise | V2 |
I do but hate you Let hate's punishment | L |
Replace contempt's First step to which ascent | L |
Write down your own words I re utter you | L |
'I loved my husband and I hated who | L |
He was I took up as my first chance mere | M |
Mud ball to fling and make love foul with ' | - |
Here | M |
Lies paper | M |
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Would my blood for ink suffice | V2 |
It may this minion from a land of spice | V2 |
Silk feather every bird of jewelled breast | L |
This poniard's beauty ne'er so lightly prat | L |
Above your heart there | M |
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Thus | V2 |
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It flows I see | V2 |
Dip there the point and write | L |
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Dictate to me | V2 |
Nay I remember | M |
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And she wrote the words | V2 |
I read them Then Since love in you affords | V2 |
License for hate in me to quench I say | L |
Contempt why hate itself has passed away | L |
In vengeance foreign to contempt Depart | L |
Peacefully to that death which Eastern art | L |
Imbued this weapon with if tales be true | L |
Love will succeed to hate I pardon you | L |
Dead in our chamber | M |
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True as truth the tale | D2 |
She died ere morning then I saw how pale | D2 |
Her cheek was ere it wore day's paint disguise | V2 |
And what a hollow darkened 'neath her eyes | V2 |
Now that I used my own She sleeps as erst | L |
Beloved in this your church ay yours | V2 |
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Immersed | L |
In thought so deeply Father Sad perhaps | V2 |
For whose sake hers or mine or his who wraps | V2 |
Still plain I seem to see about his head | L |
The idle cloak about his heart instead | L |
Of cuirass some fond hope he may elude | L |
My vengeance in the cloister's solitude | L |
Hardly I think As little helped his brow | M |
The cloak then Father as your grate helps now | M |
Robert Browning
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