The Red-tressed Maiden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEFGHGHIHIJKJL JMJMHHHHJNJNLOLOLLLL PLPL| RED she is in a robe of sable | A |
| Rosy with pictures and tales to tell | B |
| She is a fairy and yet no fable | A |
| Weaving the dreams that we love so well | B |
| Out in the dark where the night winds hurry | C |
| And dead leaves carpet the silent bush | D |
| She has a charm for minds that worry | C |
| For the worn white face a fresh young blush | E |
| Tell her a story of some love laid in | F |
| The grave long since with a maiden white | G |
| She will not taunt you the Red Tressed Maiden | H |
| Dressed in her mantle of starless night | G |
| With fingers potent as rich wine chosen | H |
| From dusty cellars where years lie dead | I |
| She melts the ice in the veins long frozen | H |
| The blood runs chainless and young and red | I |
| Her ears have hearkened the joyous laughter | J |
| Man made maid lifted through years and years | K |
| To frescoed dome and to smoky rafter | J |
| And tears and tears and ceaseless tears | L |
| Old as the world and some say older | J |
| Is she and yet she is young and sweet | M |
| She heard the story the Cave man told her | J |
| When hearts were bolder and ruder their beat | M |
| No tale so trifling but she will listen | H |
| The long day ended the day's toil done | H |
| Then wheresoever her great eyes glisten | H |
| An ancient battle is fought and won | H |
| She is ready to hearken to some chance roamer | J |
| A lyre on his shoulder a lilt on his tongue | N |
| As she was of old to the blind eyed Homer | J |
| Who sang high strains when the world was young | N |
| On winter nights when the roads are cheerless | L |
| And west winds under a frosty moon | O |
| She paints us Summer in colours peerless | L |
| And the broad gold charm of a tropic noon | O |
| On summer evenings in sylvan places | L |
| The picnic over and stars in the skies | L |
| She heightens the blush on sun kissed faces | L |
| And deepens the dream in dear young eyes | L |
| And who is the Maiden When Night is about you | P |
| Pile high dry leaves and dead wood and so | L |
| Make a light for the darkness within and without you | P |
| And now do you see her and now do you know | L |
Roderic Quinn
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