The Satin Shoes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGFG HEIE J JK L LL ELEL EME LLLL ENE EOE PLP QLQL ELE LHLH LELE| 'If ever I walk to church to wed | A |
| As other maidens use | B |
| And face the gathered eyes ' she said | A |
| 'I'll go in satin shoes ' | C |
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| She was as fair as early day | D |
| Shining on meads unmown | E |
| And her sweet syllables seemed to play | D |
| Like flute notes softly blown | E |
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| The time arrived when it was meet | F |
| That she should be a bride | G |
| The satin shoes were on her feet | F |
| Her father was at her side | G |
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| They stood within the dairy door | H |
| And gazed across the green | E |
| The church loomed on the distant moor | I |
| But rain was thick between | E |
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| 'The grass path hardly can be stepped | J |
| The lane is like a pool ' | - |
| Her dream is shown to be inept | J |
| Her wish they overrule | K |
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| 'To go forth shod in satin soft | L |
| A coach would be required ' | - |
| For thickest boots the shoes were doffed | L |
| Those shoes her soul desired | L |
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| All day the bride as overborne | E |
| Was seen to brood apart | L |
| And that the shoes had not been worn | E |
| Sat heavy on her heart | L |
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| From her wrecked dream as months flew on | E |
| Her thought seemed not to range | M |
| 'What ails the wife ' they said anon | E |
| 'That she should be so strange ' | - |
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| Ah what coach comes with furtive glide | L |
| A coach of closed up kind | L |
| It comes to fetch the last year's bride | L |
| Who wanders in her mind | L |
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| She strove with them and fearfully ran | E |
| Stairward with one low scream | N |
| 'Nay coax her ' said the madhouse man | E |
| 'With some old household theme ' | - |
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| 'If you will go dear you must fain | E |
| Put on those shoes the pair | O |
| For your marriage which the rain | E |
| Forbade you then to wear ' | - |
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| She clapped her hands flushed joyous hues | P |
| 'O yes I'll up and ride | L |
| If I am to wear my satin shoes | P |
| And be a proper bride ' | - |
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| Out then her little foot held she | Q |
| As to depart with speed | L |
| The madhouse man smiled pleasantly | Q |
| To see the wile succeed | L |
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| She turned to him when all was done | E |
| And gave him her thin hand | L |
| Exclaiming like an enraptured one | E |
| 'This time it will be grand ' | - |
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| She mounted with a face elate | L |
| Shut was the carriage door | H |
| They drove her to the madhouse gate | L |
| And she was seen no more | H |
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| Yet she was fair as early day | L |
| Shining on meads unmown | E |
| And her sweet syllables seemed to play | L |
| Like flute notes softly blown | E |
Thomas Hardy
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