Confessional, The Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDD EEFFGG GGGGGG H AEIIJJ H KKHHLL H MMGGNN H GGOOP H GGQQHH M RRGGGG M MMMMKK M SSFFMM M GGGGGG M TUMMHH

SPAINA
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I-
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It is a lie their Priests their PopeB
Their Saints their all they fear or hopeB
Are lies and lies there through my doorC
And ceiling there and walls and floorC
There lies they lie shall still be hurledD
Till spite of them I reach the worldD
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II-
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You think Priests just and holy menE
Before they put me in this denE
I was a human creature tooF
With flesh and blood like one of youF
A girl that laughed in beauty's prideG
Like lilies in your world outsideG
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III-
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I had a lover shame avauntG
This poor wrenched body grim and gauntG
Was kissed all over till it burnedG
By lips the truest love e'er turnedG
His heart's own tint one night they kissedG
My soul out in a burning mistG
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IVH
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So next day when the accustomed trainA
Of things grew round my sense againE
That is a sin '' I said and slowI
With downcast eyes to church I goI
And pass to the confession chairJ
And tell the old mild father thereJ
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VH
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But when I falter Beltran's nameK
Ha '' quoth the father much I blameK
The sin yet wherefore idly grieveH
Despair not strenuously retrieveH
Nay I will turn this love of thineL
To lawful love almost divineL
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VIH
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For he is young and led astrayM
This Beltran and he schemes men sayM
To change the laws of church and stateG
So thine shall be an angel's fateG
Who ere the thunder breaks should rollN
Its cloud away and save his soulN
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VIIH
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For when he lies upon thy breastG
Thou mayst demand and be possessedG
Of all his plans and next day stealO
To me and all those plans revealO
That I and every priest to purgeP
His soul may fast and use the scourge ''-
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VIIIH
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That father's beard was long and whiteG
With love and truth his brow seemed brightG
I went back all on fire with joyQ
And that same evening bade the boyQ
Tell me as lovers should heart freeH
Something to prove his love of meH
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IXM
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He told me what he would not tellR
For hope of heaven or fear of hellR
And I lay listening in such prideG
And soon as he had left my sideG
Tripped to the church by morning lightG
To save his soul in his despiteG
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XM
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I told the father all his schemesM
Who were his comrades what their dreamsM
And now make haste '' I said to prayM
The one spot from his soul awayM
To night he comes but not the sameK
Will look '' At night he never cameK
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XIM
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Nor next night on the after mornS
I went forth with a strength new bornS
The church was empty something drewF
My steps into the street I knewF
It led me to the market placeM
Where lo on high the father's faceM
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XIIM
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That horrible black scaffold dressedG
That stapled block God sink the restG
That head strapped back that blinding vestG
Those knotted hands and naked breastG
Till near one busy hangman pressedG
And on the neck these arms caressedG
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XIIIM
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No part in aught they hope or fearT
No heaven with them no hell and hereU
No earth not so much space as pensM
My body in their worst of densM
But shall bear God and man my cryH
Lies lies again and still they lieH

Robert Browning



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