The Choice Of Sweet Shy Clare Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEDD FFGG HHHH IIBB EEJK LLII MMHH NNBB| Fair as a wreath of fresh spring flowers a band of maidens lay | A |
| On the velvet sward enjoying the golden summer day | A |
| And many a ringing silv ry laugh on the calm air clearly fell | B |
| With fancies sweet which their rosy lips half unwilling seemed to tell | B |
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| They spoke as maidens often speak of that ideal one | C |
| By whom the wealth of their warm young hearts will at length be wooed and won | C |
| Fond girlish dreams and half in jest and half in serious strain | D |
| Each told of the gifts that could alone the prize of her love obtain | D |
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| The first who spoke was a bright eyed girl with a form of airy grace | E |
| Mirth beaming in every dimple sweet of her joyous smiling face | E |
| I ask not much in the favor d one who this dainty hand would gain | D |
| No ordeal long would I ask of him no hours of mental pain | D |
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| Let him but come in the pomp of rank endowed with wealth and pride | F |
| To woo to a lofty palace home his youthful worshipped bride | F |
| Heaping my path with presents rare with radiant jewels and gold | G |
| Love s flame neath poverty s breath tis said soon waxes faint and cold | G |
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| Outspoke another with proud dark eye and a stately regal mien | H |
| Thou saidst thou wast easily pleased May and so thou art I ween | H |
| Thou askest paltry rank and wealth aim higher would be mine | H |
| Rare mental gold the priceless fire of genius divine | H |
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| And I said a third with soft sweet voice would exact still less than ye | I |
| No need for glitter of lofty state no gold or jewels for me | I |
| Nor ask I that genius lofty power in his ardent soul should dwell | B |
| Enough if he love but me alone and love me only well | B |
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| Another said that her choice would fall on manly beauty and grace | E |
| That he she would love must matchless stand the noblest of his race | E |
| Excelling in sports of flood and field and as lion brave in war | J |
| Yet with hand and voice in lady s bower attuned to light guitar | K |
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| And now with one accord they turned to a dove like maiden mild | L |
| With a seraph s purity of look and soft graces of a child | L |
| Speak out speak out now sweet shy Clare we anxious wait for thee | I |
| Coy gentle one fear not to say what thy heart s young choice will be | I |
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| A moment paused she and then a flush like sunset dyed her brow | M |
| And softly she murmured Sisters dear I have made my choice ere now | M |
| And the rarest gifts that you could name be they earthly or divine | H |
| In strange perfection God like grace will be found all all in mine | H |
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| She ceased and a thoughtful silence stole o er those youthful brows of mirth | N |
| They knew she spoke of the Bridegroom King the Lord of Heaven and earth | N |
| And e er fleet time of another year had sounded the passing knell | B |
| The maiden Clare and her Bridegroom fair were wedded in convent cell | B |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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