Too Late Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDEFBFBGE AHIHIJBKLKLJB ABMBMNOBPBPNO NQRQRSEBBBBTE NUBUBVWNJNJVW NXYXZA2B2NC2NC2A2B2 NBBBBBNED2ED2BN NE2BE2BBNBF2BF2BN EG2H2C2H2BBBI2BI2BB EEJ2EJ2BGNBNBBD EEBEBBK2EEEEBK2 EJ2EJ2EEEBL2BL2EE| I | A |
| Here was I with my arm and heart | B |
| And brain all yours for a word a want | C |
| Put into a look just a look your part | B |
| While mine to repay it vainest vaunt | B |
| Were the woman that's dead alive to hear | D |
| Had her lover that's lost love's proof to show | E |
| But I cannot show it you cannot speak | F |
| From the churchyard neither miles removed | B |
| Though I feel by a pulse within my cheek | F |
| Which stabs and stops that the woman I loved | B |
| Needs help in her grave and finds none near | G |
| Wants warmth from the heart which sends it so | E |
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| II | A |
| Did I speak once angrily all the drear days | H |
| You lived you woman I loved so well | I |
| Who married the other Blame or praise | H |
| Where was the use then Time would tell | I |
| And the end declare what man for you | J |
| What woman for me was the choice of God | B |
| But Edith dead no doubting more | K |
| I used to sit and look at my life | L |
| As it rippled and ran till right before | K |
| A great stone stopped it oh the strife | L |
| Of waves at the stone some devil threw | J |
| In my life's midcurrent thwarting God | B |
| - | |
| III | A |
| But either I thought They may churn and chide | B |
| Awhile my waves which came for their joy | M |
| And found this horrible stone full tide | B |
| Yet I see just a thread escape deploy | M |
| Through the evening country silent and safe | N |
| And it suffers no more till it finds the sea | O |
| Or else I would think Perhaps some night | B |
| When new things happen a meteor ball | P |
| May slip through the sky in a line of light | B |
| And earth breathe hard and landmarks fall | P |
| And my waves no longer champ nor chafe | N |
| Since a stone will have rolled from its place let be | O |
| - | |
| IV | N |
| But dead All's done with wait who may | Q |
| Watch and wear and wonder who will | R |
| Oh my whole life that ends to day | Q |
| Oh my soul's sentence sounding still | R |
| The woman is dead that was none of his | S |
| And the man that was none of hers may go | E |
| There's only the past left worry that | B |
| Wreak like a bull on the empty coat | B |
| Rage its late wearer is laughing at | B |
| Tear the collar to rags having missed his throat | B |
| Strike stupidly on This this and this | T |
| Where I would that a bosom received the blow | E |
| - | |
| V | N |
| I ought to have done more once my speech | U |
| And once your answer and there the end | B |
| And Edith was henceforth out of reach | U |
| Why men do more to deserve a friend | B |
| Be rid of a foe get rich grow wise | V |
| Nor folding their arms stare fate in the face | W |
| Why better even have burst like a thief | N |
| And borne you away to a rock for us two | J |
| In a moment's horror bright bloody and brief | N |
| Then changed to myself again I slew | J |
| Myself in that moment a ruffian lies | V |
| Somewhere your slave see born in his place | W |
| - | |
| VI | N |
| What did the other do You be judge | X |
| Look at us Edith Here are we both | Y |
| Give him his six whole years I grudge | X |
| None of the life with you nay loathe | Z |
| Myself that I grudged his start in advance | A2 |
| Of me who could overtake and pass | B2 |
| But as if he loved you No not he | N |
| Nor anyone else in the world 't is plain | C2 |
| Who ever heard that another free | N |
| As I young prosperous sound and sane | C2 |
| Poured life out proffered it Half a glance | A2 |
| Of those eyes of yours and I drop the glass | B2 |
| - | |
| VII | N |
| Handsome were you 'T is more than they held | B |
| More than they said I was 'ware and watched | B |
| I was the 'scapegrace this rat belled | B |
| The cat this fool got his whiskers scratched | B |
| The others No head that was turned no heart | B |
| Broken my lady assure yourself | N |
| Each soon made his mind up so and so | E |
| Married a dancer such and such | D2 |
| Stole his friend's wife stagnated slow | E |
| Or maundered unable to do as much | D2 |
| And muttered of peace where he had no part | B |
| While hid in the closet laid on the shelf | N |
| - | |
| VIII | N |
| On the whole you were let alone I think | E2 |
| So you looked to the other who acquiesced | B |
| My rival the proud man prize your pink | E2 |
| Of poets A poet he was I've guessed | B |
| He rhymed you his rubbish nobody read | B |
| Loved you and doved you did not I laugh | N |
| There was a prize But we both were tried | B |
| Oh heart of mine marked broad with her mark | F2 |
| Tekel found wanting set aside | B |
| Scorned See I bleed these tears in the dark | F2 |
| Till comfort come and the last he bled | B |
| He He is tagging your epitaph | N |
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| IX | E |
| If it would only come over again | G2 |
| Time to be patient with me and probe | H2 |
| This heart till you punctured the proper vein | C2 |
| Just to learn what blood is twitch the robe | H2 |
| From that blank lay figure your fancy draped | B |
| Prick the leathern heart till the verses spirt | B |
| And late it was easy late you walked | B |
| Where a friend might meet you Edith's name | I2 |
| Arose to one's lip if one laughed or talked | B |
| If I heard good news you heard the same | I2 |
| When I woke I knew that your breath escaped | B |
| I could bide my time keep alive alert | B |
| - | |
| X | E |
| And alive I shall keep and long you will see | E |
| I knew a man was kicked like a dog | J2 |
| From gutter to cesspool what cared he | E |
| So long as he picked from the filth his prog | J2 |
| He saw youth beauty and genius die | B |
| And jollily lived to his hundredth year | G |
| But I will live otherwise none of such life | N |
| At once I begin as I mean to end | B |
| Go on with the world get gold in its strife | N |
| Give your spouse the slip and betray your friend | B |
| There are two who decline a woman and I | B |
| And enjoy our death in the darkness here | D |
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| XI | E |
| I liked that way you had with your curls | E |
| Wound to a ball in a net behind | B |
| Your cheek was chaste as a quaker girl's | E |
| And your mouth there was never to my mind | B |
| Such a funny mouth for it would not shut | B |
| And the dented chin too what a chin | K2 |
| There were certain ways when you spoke some words | E |
| That you know you never could pronounce | E |
| You were thin however like a bird's | E |
| Your hand seemed some would say the pounce | E |
| Of a scaly footed hawk all but | B |
| The world was right when it called you thin | K2 |
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| XII | E |
| But I turn my back on the world I take | J2 |
| Your hand and kneel and lay to my lips | E |
| Bid me live Edith Let me slake | J2 |
| Thirst at your presence Fear no slips | E |
| 'T is your slave shall pay while his soul endures | E |
| Full due love's whole debt summum jus | E |
| My queen shall have high observance planned | B |
| Courtship made perfect no least line | L2 |
| Crossed without warrant There you stand | B |
| Warm too and white too would this wine | L2 |
| Had washed all over that body of yours | E |
| Ere I drank it and you down with it thus | E |
Robert Browning
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