Sonnets On Miss Savage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCACDEFGHIHIJJ A KLMLNMNMOPOPQQ A RSTSECECUVUVBB| i | A |
| She was too kind wooed too persistently | B |
| Wrote moving letters to me day by day | C |
| The more she wrote the more unmoved was I | A |
| The more she gave the less could I repay | C |
| Therefore I grieve not that I was not loved | D |
| But that being loved I could not love again | E |
| I liked but like and love are far removed | F |
| Hard though I tried to love I tried in vain | G |
| For she was plain and lame and fat and short | H |
| Forty and over kind Hence it befell | I |
| That though I loved her in a certain sort | H |
| Yet did I love too wisely but not well | I |
| Ah had she been more beauteous or less kind | J |
| She might have found me of another mind | J |
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| ii | A |
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| And now though twenty years are come and gone | K |
| That little lame lady's face is with me still | L |
| Never a day but what on every one | M |
| She dwells with me as dwell she ever will | L |
| She said she wished I knew not wrong from right | N |
| It was not that I knew and would have chosen | M |
| Wrong if I could but in my own despite | N |
| Power to choose wrong in my chilled veins was frozen | M |
| 'Tis said that if a woman woo no man | O |
| Should leave her till she have prevailed and true | P |
| A man will yield for pity if he can | O |
| But if the flesh rebels what can he do | P |
| I could not Hence I grieve my whole life long | Q |
| The wrong I did in that I did no wrong | Q |
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| iii | A |
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| Had I been some young sailor continent | R |
| Perforce three weeks and then well plied with wine | S |
| I might in time have tried to yield consent | T |
| And almost though I doubt it made her mine | S |
| Or had it been but once and never again | E |
| Come what come might she should have had her way | C |
| But yielding once were yielding twice and then | E |
| I had been hers for ever and a day | C |
| Or had she only been content to crave | U |
| A marriage of true minds her wish was granted | V |
| My mind was hers I was her willing slave | U |
| In all things else except the one she wanted | V |
| And here alas at any rate to me | B |
| She was an all too too impossible she | B |
Samuel Butler
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