Jealousy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFGHHIJKKLLMN MOOPPQQQQRRSSST TT| When I see you who were so wise and cool | A |
| Gazing with silly sickness on that fool | A |
| You've given your love to your adoring hands | B |
| Touch his so intimately that each understands | B |
| I know most hidden things and when I know | C |
| Your holiest dreams yield to the stupid bow | D |
| Of his red lips and that the empty grace | E |
| Of those strong legs and arms that rosy face | E |
| Has beaten your heart to such a flame of love | F |
| That you have given him every touch and move | G |
| Wrinkle and secret of you all your life | H |
| Oh then I know I'm waiting lover wife | H |
| For the great time when love is at a close | I |
| And all its fruit's to watch the thickening nose | J |
| And sweaty neck and dulling face and eye | K |
| That are yours and you most surely till you die | K |
| Day after day you'll sit with him and note | L |
| The greasier tie the dingy wrinkling coat | L |
| As prettiness turns to pomp and strength to fat | M |
| And love love love to habit | N |
| And after that | M |
| When all that's fine in man is at an end | O |
| And you that loved young life and clean must tend | O |
| A foul sick fumbling dribbling body and old | P |
| When his rare lips hang flabby and can't hold | P |
| Slobber and you're enduring that worst thing | Q |
| Senility's queasy furtive love making | Q |
| And searching those dear eyes for human meaning | Q |
| Propping the bald and helpless head and cleaning | Q |
| A scrap that life's flung by and love's forgotten | R |
| Then you'll be tired and passion dead and rotten | R |
| And he'll be dirty dirty | S |
| O lithe and free | S |
| And lightfoot that the poor heart cries to see | S |
| That's how I'll see your man and you | T |
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| But you | T |
| Oh when THAT time comes you'll be dirty too | T |
Rupert Brooke
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