Maude. - A Ballad Of The Olden Time Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFG HHII JJKK LLMM NNOP LLQQ RRSS MMKK JJKK TTUU VVWW| Around the castle turrets fiercely moaned the autumn blast | A |
| And within the old lords daughter seemed dying dying fast | A |
| While o'er her couch in frenzied grief the stricken father bent | B |
| And in deep sobs and stifled moans his anguish wild found vent | B |
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| Oh cheer thee up my daughter dear my Maude he softly said | C |
| As tremblingly he strove to raise that young and drooping head | C |
| 'I'll deck thee out in jewels rare in robes of silken sheen | D |
| Till thou shalt be as rich and gay as any crowned queen | D |
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| Ah never never sighed the girl and her pale cheek paler grew | E |
| While marble brow and chill white hands were bathed in icy dew | E |
| Look in my face there thou wilt read such hopes are folly all | F |
| No garment shall I wear again save shroud and funeral pall | G |
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| My Maude thou'rt wilful Far away in lands beyond the sea | H |
| Are sunny climes where winter ne'er doth wither flower or tree | H |
| And there thou'lt journey with me till I see thee smile once more | I |
| And thy fair cheek wear the rose's hue as in the days of yore | I |
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| Ah no roses shall I gather beneath a summer sky | J |
| Not for me such dreams dear father my end is drawing nigh | J |
| One voyage is before me 'tis no use to grieve or moan | K |
| But that dark fearful journey must I travel all alone | K |
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| My precious child last of my race why wilt thou grieve me so | L |
| Why add by such sad words unto thy grey haired father's woe | L |
| Live live my pearl my stricken dove earth's joys shall all be thine | M |
| Whate'er thy wish or will through life it also shall be mine | M |
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| Fast coursed the diamond tear drops down that fair though faded cheek | N |
| And she whispered but so softly one scarce could hear her speak | N |
| Ah father half those loving cares when summer bright was here | O |
| Would have kept thy daughter with thee for many a happy year | P |
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| But ah thy heart was marble then and to thy direst foe | L |
| More stern relentless anger thou couldst not father show | L |
| What was my crime The one I loved not rich but nobly born | Q |
| Was loyal true on whom no man e'er looked with glance of scorn | Q |
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| He wooed me fairly father dear but thou did'st often swear | R |
| Thou'dst rather see me in my grave than bride to Hengist's heir | R |
| Reckless despairing he embarked upon the stormy main | S |
| To seek an end to grief and care nor sought he long in vain | S |
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| Calm and untroubled sleeps he now beneath the salt sea brine | M |
| And I rejoice to think how soon that sweet sleep shall be mine | M |
| No answer made the father but a low and grief struck moan | K |
| And silence reigned again throughout that chamber sad and lone | K |
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| Sudden the girl starts wildly with bright and kindling eye | J |
| Her cheek assumes a crimson tint like hue of sunset sky | J |
| Father that voice that rapid step ah me they are well known | K |
| Hengist who comes from ocean's deeps to claim me for his own | K |
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| Say does she rave No See yon form with proud and gallant brow | T |
| Bending above her whisp'ring low fond word and tender vow | T |
| Maude my own love no spectral form no phantom's at thy side | U |
| But thy girlhood's lover now returned to claim thee as his bride | U |
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| The story runs that love and youth o'er death the victory won | V |
| And again did Maude a happy wife play 'neath the summer sun | V |
| While the old lord grateful to the Power that Hengist's life had spared | W |
| Henceforth in all his children's bliss hopes sorrows fully shared | W |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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