A Pretty Woman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BACB A DEED A FGGF HEEH DIID DEED J J JKKJ H LMMN H MM DJJD OO PP KK K K KK KK

IA
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That fawn skin dappled hair of hersB
And the blue eyeA
Dear and dewyC
And that infantine fresh air of hersB
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IIA
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To think men cannot take you SweetD
And enfold youE
Ay and hold youE
And so keep you what they make you SweetD
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IIIA
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You like us for a glance you knowF
For a word's sakeG
Or a sword's sakeG
All's the same whate'er the chance you knowF
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IV-
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And in turn we make you ours we sayH
You and youth tooE
Eyes and mouth tooE
All the face composed of flowers we sayH
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V-
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All's our own to make the most of SweetD
Sing and say forI
Watch and pray forI
Keep a secret or go boast of SweetD
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VI-
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But for loving why you would not SweetD
Though we prayed youE
Paid you brayed youE
In a mortar for you could not SweetD
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VII-
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So we leave the sweet face fondly thereJ
Be its beauty-
Its sole duty-
Let all hope of grace beyond lie thereJ
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VIII-
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And while the face lies quiet thereJ
Who shall wonderK
That I ponderK
A conclusion I will try it thereJ
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IXH
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As why must one for the love forgoneL
Scout mere likingM
Thunder strikingM
Earth the heaven we looked above for goneN
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XH
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Why with beauty needs there money be-
Love with likingM
Crush the fly kingM
In his gauze because no honey bee-
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XI-
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May not liking be so simple sweetD
If love grew thereJ
'Twould undo thereJ
All that breaks the cheek to dimples sweetD
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XII-
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Is the creature too imperfect say-
Would you mend itO
And so end itO
Since not all addition perfects aye-
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XIII-
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Or is it of its kind perhaps-
Just perfectionP
Whence rejectionP
Of a grace not to its mind perhaps-
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XIV-
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Shall we burn up tread that face at once-
Into tinderK
And so hinderK
Sparks from kindling all the place at once-
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XV-
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Or else kiss away one's soul on herK
Your love fancies-
A sick man sees-
Truer when his hot eyes roll on herK
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XVI-
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Thus the craftsman thinks to grace the rose-
Plucks a mould flowerK
For his gold flowerK
Uses fine things that efface the rose-
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XVII-
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Rosy rubies make its cup more rose-
Precious metals-
Ape the petals-
Last some old king locks it up morose-
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XVIII-
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Then how grace a rose I know a way-
Leave it ratherK
Must you gatherK
Smell kiss wear it at last throw away-

Robert Browning



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