Beatrice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGEHIJKL MNOPQORSTUVWLDXYZA2X B2 OC2D2E2F2G2C2H2I2J2K 2L2M2N2O2ED2DP2DQ2XR 2DO2S2 DS2 T2EO2U2D2 V2H2

Send out the singers let the room be stillA
They have not eased my pain nor brought me sleepB
Close out the sun for I would have it darkC
That I may feel how black the grave will beD
The sun is setting for the light is redE
And you are outlined in a golden fireF
Like Ursula upon an altar screenG
Come leave the light and sit beside my bedE
For I have had enough of saints and prayersH
Strange broken thoughts are beating in my brainI
They come and vanish and again they comeJ
It is the fever driving out my soulK
And Death stands waiting by the arras thereL
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Ornella I will speak for soon my lipsM
Shall keep a silence till the end of timeN
You have a mouth for loving listen thenO
Keep tryst with Love before Death comes to trystP
For I who die could wish that I had livedQ
A little closer to the world of menO
Not watching always thro' the blazoned panesR
That show the world in chilly greens and bluesS
And grudge the sunshine that would enter inT
I was no part of all the troubled crowdU
That moved beneath the palace windows hereV
And yet sometimes a knight in shining steelW
Would pass and catch the gleaming of my hairL
And wave a mailed hand and smile at meD
Whereat I made no sign and turned awayX
Affrighted and yet glad and full of dreamsY
Ah dreams and dreams that asked no answeringZ
I should have wrought to make my dreams come trueA2
But all my life was like an autumn dayX
Full of gray quiet and a hazy peaceB2
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What was I saying All is gone againO
It seemed but now I was the little childC2
Who played within a garden long agoD2
Beyond the walls the festal trumpets blaredE2
Perhaps they carried some Madonna byF2
With tossing ensigns in a sea of flowersG2
A painted Virgin with a painted ChildC2
Who saw for once the sweetness of the sunH2
Before they shut her in an altar nicheI2
Where tapers smoke against the windy gloomJ2
I gathered roses redder than my gownK2
And played that I was Saint ElizabethL2
Whose wine had turned to roses in her handsM2
And as I played a child came thro' the gateN2
A boy who looked at me without a wordO2
As tho' he saw stretch far behind my headE
Long lines of radiant angels row on rowD2
That day we spoke a little timidlyD
And after that I never heard the voiceP2
That sang so many songs for love of meD
He was content to stand and watch me passQ2
To seek for me at matins every dayX
Where I could feel his eyes the while I prayedR2
I think if he had stretched his hands to meD
Or moved his lips to say a single wordO2
I might have loved him he had wondrous eyesS2
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Ornella are you there I cannot seeD
Is every one so lonely when he diesS2
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The room is filled with lights with waving lightsT2
Who are the men and women 'round the bedE
What have I said Ornella Have they heardO2
There was no evil hidden in my lifeU2
And yet and yet I would not have them knowD2
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Am I not floating in a mist of lightV2
O lift me up and I shall reach the sunH2

Sara Teasdale



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