The Queen's Rival Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD EE FF GG HH II JJ II KK LL JJ DD AA JJ II II MM AA DD NN HH II II II

QUEEN GULNAAR sat on her ivory bedA
Around her countless treasures were spreadA
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Her chamber walls were richly inlaidB
With agate porphory onyx and jadeB
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The tissues that veiled her delicate breastC
Glowed with the hues of a lapwing's crestC
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But still she gazed in her mirror and sighedD
O King my heart is unsatisfiedD
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King Feroz bent from his ebony seatE
Is thy least desire unfulfilled O SweetE
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Let thy mouth speak and my life be spentF
To clear the sky of thy discontentF
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I tire of my beauty I tire of thisG
Empty splendour and shadowless blissG
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With none to envy and none gainsayH
No savour or salt hath my dream or dayH
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Queen Gulnaar sighed like a murmuring roseI
Give me a rival O King FerozI
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King Feroz spoke to his Chief VizierJ
Lo ere to morrow's dawn be hereJ
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Send forth my messengers over the seaI
To seek seven beautiful brides for meI
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Radiant of feature and regal of mienK
Seven handmaids meet for the Persian QueenK
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Seven new moon tides at the Vesper callL
King Feroz led to Queen Gulnaar's hallL
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A young queen eyed like the morning starJ
I bring thee a rival O Queen GulnaarJ
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But still she gazed in her mirror and sighedD
O King my heart is unsatisfiedD
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Seven queens shone round her ivory bedA
Like seven soft gems on a silken threadA
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Like seven fair lamps in a royal towerJ
Like seven bright petals of Beauty's flowerJ
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Queen Gulnaar sighed like a murmuring roseI
Where is my rival O King FerozI
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When spring winds wakened the mountain floodsI
And kindled the flame of the tulip budsI
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When bees grew loud and the days grew longM
And the peach groves thrilled to the oriole's songM
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Queen Gulnaar sat on her ivory bedA
Decking with jewels her exquisite headA
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And still she gazed in her mirror and sighedD
O King my heart is unsatisfiedD
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Queen Gulnsar's daughter two spring times oldN
In blue robes bordered with tassels of goldN
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Ran to her knee like a wildwood fayH
And plucked from her hand the mirror awayH
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Quickly she set on her own light curlsI
Her mother's fillet with fringes of pearlsI
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Quickly she turned with a child's capriceI
And pressed on the mirror a swift glad kissI
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Queen Gulnaar laughed like a tremulous roseI
Here is my rival O King FerozI

Sarojini Naidu



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