After The Ball Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDE FFGGHH IIJJEE KKGGLM GGLMNN IIOOEE| Silence now reigns in the corridors wide | A |
| The stately rooms of that mansion of pride | A |
| The music is hushed the revellers gone | B |
| The glitt ring ball room deserted and lone | C |
| Silence and gloom like a clinging pall | D |
| O ershadow the house tis after the ball | E |
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| Yet a light still gleams in a distant room | F |
| Where sits a girl in her first season s bloom | F |
| Look at her closely is she not fair | G |
| With exquisite features rich silken hair | G |
| And the beautiful child like trusting eyes | H |
| Of one in the world s ways still unwise | H |
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| The wreath late carefully placed on her brow | I |
| She has flung on a distant foot stool now | I |
| The flowers exhaling their fragrance sweet | J |
| Lie crushed and withering at her feet | J |
| Gloves and tablets she has suffered to fall | E |
| She seems so weary after the ball | E |
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| Ah more than weary How still and white | K |
| With rose tipped fingers entwined so tight | K |
| A grieved pained look on that forehead fair | G |
| One which it never before did wear | G |
| And soft eyes gleam through a mist of tears | L |
| Telling of secret misgivings and fears | M |
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| Say what is it all Why some April care | G |
| Or some childish trifle baseless as air | G |
| For the griefs that call forth girlhood s tears | L |
| Would but win a smile in maturer years | M |
| When the heart has learned mid pain and strife | N |
| Far sterner lessons from the book of life | N |
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| Ah far better for thee poor child I ween | I |
| Had thy night been spent in some calmer scene | I |
| Communing with volume or friend at will | O |
| Or in innocent slumber calm and still | O |
| Thou would st not feel so heart weary of all | E |
| As thou to night thou feelest after the ball | E |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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