The Inscription (a Tale) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHAH IJIJ GKGK LMLM NBNB GOGO PQPQ PRPR PSPS BPBP TPTP PPPP UVUV WXWX PYPJ ZPZP ZPZP ZBZB A2PA2P B2C2B2C2 IJIJ D2

Sir John was entombed and the crypt was closed and sheA
Like a soul that could meet no more the sight of the sunB
Inclined her in weepings and prayings continuallyA
As his widowed oneB
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And to pleasure her in her sorrow and fix his nameC
As a memory Time's fierce frost should never killD
She caused to be richly chased a brass to his fameC
Which should link them stillD
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For she bonded her name with his own on the brazen pageE
As if dead and interred there with him and cold and numbF
Omitting the day of her dying and year of her ageE
Till her end should comeF
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And implored good people to pray Of their CharytieG
For these twaine Soules yea she who did last remainH
Forgoing Heaven's bliss if ever with spouse should sheA
Again have lainH
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Even there as it first was set you may see it nowI
Writ in quaint Church text with the date of her death left bareJ
In the aged Estminster aisle where the folk yet bowI
Themselves in prayerJ
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Thereafter some years slid till there came a dayG
When it slowly began to be marked of the standers byK
That she would regard the brass and would bend awayG
With a drooping sighK
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Now the lady was fair as any the eye might scanL
Through a summer day of roving a type at whose lipM
Despite her maturing seasons no meet manL
Would be loth to sipM
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And her heart was stirred with a lightning love to its pithN
For a newcomer who while less in years was oneB
Full eager and able to make her his own forthwithN
Restrained of noneB
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But she answered Nay death white and still as he urgedG
She adversely spake overmuch as she loved the whileO
Till he pressed for why and she led with the face of one scourgedG
To the neighbouring aisleO
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And showed him the words ever gleaming upon her pewP
Memorizing her there as the knight's eternal wifeQ
Or falsing such debarred inheritance dueP
Of celestial lifeQ
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He blenched and reproached her that one yet undeceasedP
Should bury her future that future which none can spellR
And she wept and purposed anon to inquire of the priestP
If the price were hellR
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Of her wedding in face of the record Her lover agreedP
And they parted before the brass with a shudderful kissS
For it seemed to flash out on their impulse of passionate needP
Mock ye not thisS
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Well the priest whom more perceptions moved than oneB
Said she erred at the first to have written as if she were deadP
Her name and adjuration but since it was doneB
Nought could be saidP
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Save that she must abide by the pledge for the peace of her soulT
And so by her life maintain the apostrophe goodP
If she wished anon to reach the coveted goalT
Of beatitudeP
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To erase from the consecrate text her prayer as there prayedP
Would aver that since earth's joys most drew her past doubtP
Friends' prayers for her joy above by Jesu's aidP
Could be done withoutP
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Moreover she thought of the laughter the shrug the jibeU
That would rise at her back in the nave when she should passV
As another's avowed by the words she had chosen to inscribeU
On the changeless brassV
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And so for months she replied to her Love No noW
While sorrow was gnawing her beauties ever and moreX
Till he long suffering and weary grew to showW
Less warmth than beforeX
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And after an absence wrote words absoluteP
That he gave her till Midsummer morn to make her mind clearY
And that if by then she had not said Yea to his suitP
He should wed elsewhereJ
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Thence on at unwonted times through the lengthening daysZ
She was seen in the church at dawn or when the sun diptP
And the moon rose standing with hands joined blank of gazeZ
Before the scriptP
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She thinned as he came not shrank like a creature that cowersZ
As summer drew nearer but still had not promised to wedP
When just at the zenith of June in the still night hoursZ
She was missed from her bedP
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The church they whispered with qualms where often she sitsZ
They found her facing the brass there else seeing noneB
But feeling the words with her finger gibbering in fitsZ
And she knew them not oneB
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And so she remained in her handmaids' charge late soonA2
Tracing words in the air with her finger as seen that nightP
Those incised on the brass till at length unwatched one noonA2
She vanished from sightP
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And as talebearers tell thence on to her last taken breathB2
Was unseen save as wraith that in front of the brass made moanC2
So that ever the way of her life and the time of her deathB2
Remained unknownC2
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And hence as indited above you may read even nowI
The quaint church text with the date of her death left bareJ
In the aged Estminster aisle where folk yet bowI
Themselves in prayerJ
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OctoberD2

Thomas Hardy



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