The Confessional Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDD A EEFFGG A GGGGGG H IEJJKK H LLHHMM H NNGGOO H GGPPQ H GGRRHH N SSGGGG N NNNNLL N TTFFNN N GGGGGG N UVNNHHI | A |
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It is a lie their Priests their Pope | B |
Their Saints their all they fear or hope | B |
Are lies and lies there through my door | C |
And ceiling there and walls and floor | C |
There lies they lie shall still be hurled | D |
Till spite of them I reach the world | D |
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II | A |
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You think Priests just and holy men | E |
Before they put me in this den | E |
I was a human creature too | F |
With flesh and blood like one of you | F |
A girl that laughed in beauty's pride | G |
Like lilies in your world outside | G |
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III | A |
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I had a lover shame avaunt | G |
This poor wrenched body grim and gaunt | G |
Was kissed all over till it burned | G |
By lips the truest love e'er turned | G |
His heart's own tint one night they kissed | G |
My soul out in a burning mist | G |
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IV | H |
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So next day when the accustomed train | I |
Of things grew round my sense again | E |
That is a sin '' I said and slow | J |
With downcast eyes to church I go | J |
And pass to the confession chair | K |
And tell the old mild father there | K |
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V | H |
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But when I falter Beltran's name | L |
Ha '' quoth the father much I blame | L |
The sin yet wherefore idly grieve | H |
Despair not strenuously retrieve | H |
Nay I will turn this love of thine | M |
To lawful love almost divine | M |
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VI | H |
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For he is young and led astray | N |
This Beltran and he schemes men say | N |
To change the laws of church and state | G |
So thine shall be an angel's fate | G |
Who ere the thunder breaks should roll | O |
Its cloud away and save his soul | O |
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VII | H |
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For when he lies upon thy breast | G |
Thou mayst demand and be possessed | G |
Of all his plans and next day steal | P |
To me and all those plans reveal | P |
That I and every priest to purge | Q |
His soul may fast and use the scourge '' | - |
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VIII | H |
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That father's beard was long and white | G |
With love and truth his brow seemed bright | G |
I went back all on fire with joy | R |
And that same evening bade the boy | R |
Tell me as lovers should heart free | H |
Something to prove his love of me | H |
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IX | N |
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He told me what he would not tell | S |
For hope of heaven or fear of hell | S |
And I lay listening in such pride | G |
And soon as he had left my side | G |
Tripped to the church by morning light | G |
To save his soul in his despite | G |
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X | N |
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I told the father all his schemes | N |
Who were his comrades what their dreams | N |
And now make haste '' I said to pray | N |
The one spot from his soul away | N |
To night he comes but not the same | L |
Will look '' At night he never came | L |
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XI | N |
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Nor next night on the after morn | T |
I went forth with a strength new born | T |
The church was empty something drew | F |
My steps into the street I knew | F |
It led me to the market place | N |
Where lo on high the father's face | N |
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XII | N |
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That horrible black scaffold dressed | G |
That stapled block God sink the rest | G |
That head strapped back that blinding vest | G |
Those knotted hands and naked breast | G |
Till near one busy hangman pressed | G |
And on the neck these arms caressed | G |
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XIII | N |
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No part in aught they hope or fear | U |
No heaven with them no hell and here | V |
No earth not so much space as pens | N |
My body in their worst of dens | N |
But shall bear God and man my cry | H |
Lies lies again and still they lie | H |
Robert Browning
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