Young Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDC EFGH A IJBJ KELE A MLML NBOB PQRQ EEASASSEA E TEUE VGWG A XYZY A2B2BB2 C2D2ED2 A E2A2CA2 ETF2T A G2G2EEQQQEE E ICIC AD2AD2 E H2I2AI2 PEJ2E AVIV| I | A |
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| I cannot heed the words they say | B |
| The lights grow far away and dim | C |
| Amid the laughing men and maids | D |
| My eyes unbidden seek for him | C |
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| I hope that when he smiles at me | E |
| He does not guess my joy and pain | F |
| For if he did he is too kind | G |
| To ever look my way again | H |
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| II | A |
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| I have a secret in my heart | I |
| No ears have ever heard | J |
| And still it sings there day by day | B |
| Most like a caged bird | J |
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| And when it beats against the bars | K |
| I do not set it free | E |
| For I am happier to know | L |
| It only sings for me | E |
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| III | A |
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| I wrote his name along the beach | M |
| I love the letters so | L |
| Far up it seemed and out of reach | M |
| For still the tide was low | L |
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| But oh the sea came creeping up | N |
| And washed the name away | B |
| And on the sand where it had been | O |
| A bit of sea grass lay | B |
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| A bit of sea grass on the sand | P |
| Dropped from a mermaid's hair | Q |
| Ah had she come to kiss his name | R |
| And leave a token there | Q |
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| IV | - |
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| What am I that he should love me | E |
| He who stands so far above me | E |
| What am I | A |
| I am like a cowslip turning | S |
| Toward the sky | A |
| Where a planet's golden burning | S |
| Breaks the cowslip's heart with yearning | S |
| What am I that he should love me | E |
| What am I | A |
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| V | E |
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| O dreams that flock about my sleep | T |
| I pray you bring my love to me | E |
| And let me think I hear his voice | U |
| Again ring free | E |
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| And if you care to please me well | V |
| And live to morrow in my mind | G |
| Let him who was so cold before | W |
| To night seem kind | G |
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| VI | A |
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| I plucked a daisy in the fields | X |
| And there beneath the sun | Y |
| I let its silver petals fall | Z |
| One after one | Y |
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| I said He loves me loves me not | A2 |
| And oh my heart beat fast | B2 |
| The flower was kind it let me say | B |
| He loves me last | B2 |
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| I kissed the little leafless stem | C2 |
| But oh my poor heart knew | D2 |
| The words the flower had said to me | E |
| They were not true | D2 |
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| VII | A |
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| I sent my love a letter | E2 |
| And if he loves me not | A2 |
| He shall not find my love for him | C |
| In any line or dot | A2 |
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| But if he loves me truly | E |
| He'll find it hidden deep | T |
| As dawn gleams red thro' chilly clouds | F2 |
| To eyes awaked from sleep | T |
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| VIII | A |
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| The world is cold and gray and wet | G2 |
| And I am heavy hearted yet | G2 |
| When I am home and look to see | E |
| The place my letters wait for me | E |
| If I should find ONE letter there | Q |
| I think I should not greatly care | Q |
| If it were rainy or were fair | Q |
| For all the world would suddenly | E |
| Seem like a festival to me | E |
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| IX | E |
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| I hid three words within my heart | I |
| That longed to fly to him | C |
| At dawn they woke me with a start | I |
| They sang till day was dim | C |
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| And now at last I let them fly | A |
| As little birds should do | D2 |
| And he will know the first is I | A |
| The others Love and You | D2 |
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| X | E |
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| Across the twilight's violet | H2 |
| His curtained window glimmers gold | I2 |
| Oh happy light that round my love | A |
| Can fold | I2 |
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| Oh happy book within his hand | P |
| Oh happy page he glorifies | E |
| Oh happy little word beneath | J2 |
| His eyes | E |
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| But oh thrice happy happy I | A |
| Who love him more than songs can tell | V |
| For in the heaven of his heart | I |
| I dwell | V |
Sara Teasdale
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