The Village Girl And Her High-born Suitor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC BBDDEE FFGGHH IIJJDD BBGGKL MMNNBBO maiden peerless come dwell with me | A |
And bright shall I render thy destiny | A |
Thou shalt leave thy cot by the green hillside | B |
To dwell in a palace home of pride | B |
Where crowding menials with lowly mien | C |
Shall attend each wish of their lovely queen | C |
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Ah stranger my cot by the green hillside | B |
Hath more charms for me than thy halls of pride | B |
If the roof be lowly the moss rose there | D |
Rich fragrance sheds on the summer air | D |
And the birds and insects with joyous song | E |
Are more welcome far than a menial throng | E |
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Child tell me not so too fair art thou | F |
With thy starry eyes and thy queenlike brow | F |
To dwell in this spot sequestered and lone | G |
Thy marvelous beauty to all unknown | G |
And that form which might grace a throne arrayed | H |
In the lowly garb of a peasant maid | H |
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Nay a few short days since didst thou not say | I |
That I in my rustic kirtle gray | I |
In thine eyes looked lovelier fairer far | J |
Than robed in rich state as court ladies are | J |
And the wreath of violets in my hair | D |
Pleased thee more than diamond or ruby rare | D |
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Beloved if thus coldly thou turn st aside | B |
From the tempting lures of wealth and pride | B |
Sure thy woman s heart must some pity own | G |
For one who breathes for thy self alone | G |
And who would brave suffering grief and toil | K |
To win from thy rose lips one shy sweet smile | L |
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Ah enough of this thy love may be true | M |
But I have tried friends who love me too | M |
And in proud homes governed by fashion s voice | N |
Thou would st learn to blush for thy lowly choice | N |
Go seek thee a noble a high born bride | B |
And leave me my cot by the green hillside | B |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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