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The Two Peacocks Of Bedfont Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBCDD A EFEFGFDD A HIJIHIKK DGDGDLMM M EANAEMOO A PDPDPDQR A DSDSDT A UDUDUDB T GDEDNDB T VWVWVWFF T DTDTDTTT T XYZYXYTT T DDDDDDA2B2 A DDDDDDC2C2 A D2E2D2E2D2E2TT A F2TF2TF2TDD A G2TG2TG2TA A UGULUGD T QDQDQDTT T DC2DC2DH2T T DHDHDHQQ T DTB

I	A
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Alas That breathing Vanity should go	B
Where Pride is buried like its very ghost	C
Uprisen from the naked bones below	B
In novel flesh clad in the silent boast	C
Of gaudy silk that flutters to and fro	B
Shedding its chilling superstition most	C
On young and ignorant natures as it wont	D
To haunt the peaceful churchyard of Bedfont	D
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II	A
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Each Sabbath morning at the hour of prayer	E
Behold two maidens up the quiet green	F
Shining far distant in the summer air	E
That flaunts their dewy robes and breathes between	F
Their downy plumes sailing as if they were	G
Two far off ships until they brush between	F
The churchyard's humble walls and watch and wait	D
On either side of the wide open'd gate	D
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III	A
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And there they stand with haughty necks before	H
God's holy house that points towards the skies	I
Frowning reluctant duty from the poor	J
And tempting homage from unthoughtful eyes	I
And Youth looks lingering from the temple door	H
Breathing its wishes in unfruitful sighs	I
With pouting lips forgetful of the grace	K
Of health and smiles on the heart conscious face	K
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IV	-
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Because that Wealth which has no bliss beside	D
May wear the happiness of rich attire	G
And those two sisters in their silly pride	D
May change the soul's warm glances for the fire	G
Of lifeless diamonds and for health denied	D
With art that blushes at itself inspire	L
Their languid cheeks and flourish in a glory	M
That has no life in life nor after story	M
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V	M
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The aged priest goes shaking his gray hair	E
In meekest censuring and turns his eye	A
Earthward in grief and heavenward in pray'r	N
And sighs and clasps his hands and passes by	A
Good hearted man what sullen soul would wear	E
Thy sorrow for a garb and constantly	M
Put on thy censure that might win the praise	O
Of one so gray in goodness and in days	O
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VI	A
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Also the solemn clerk partakes the shame	P
Of this ungodly shine of human pride	D
And sadly blends his reverence and blame	P
In one grave bow and passes with a stride	D
Impatient many a red hooded dame	P
Turns her pain'd head but not her glance aside	D
From wanton dress and marvels o'er again	Q
That heaven hath no wet judgments for the vain	R
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VII	A
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'I have a lily in the bloom at home '	-
Quoth one 'and by the blessed Sabbath day	D
I'll pluck my lily in its pride and come	S
And read a lesson upon vain array	D
And when stiff silks are rustling up and some	S
Give place I'll shake it in proud eyes and say	D
Making my reverence 'Ladies an you please	T
King Solomon's not half so fine as these ''	-
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VIII	A
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Then her meek partner who has nearly run	U
His earthly course 'Nay Goody let your text	D
Grow in the garden We have only one	U
Who knows that these dim eyes may see the next	D
Summer will come again and summer sun	U
And lilies too but I were sorely vext	D
To mar my garden and cut short the blow	B
Of the last lily I may live to grow '	-
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IX	T
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'The last ' quoth she 'and though the last it were	G
Lo those two wantons where they stand so proud	D
With waving plumes and jewels in their hair	E
And painted cheeks like Dagons to be bow'd	D
And curtsey'd to last Sabbath after pray'r	N
I heard the little Tomkins ask aloud	D
If they were angels but I made him know	B
God's bright ones better with a bitter blow '	-
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X	T
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So speaking they pursue the pebbly walk	V
That leads to the white porch the Sunday throng	W
Hand coupled urchins in restrain d talk	V
And anxious pedagogue that chastens wrong	W
And posied churchwarden with solemn stalk	V
And gold bedizen'd beadle flames along	W
And gentle peasant clad in buff and green	F
Like a meek cowslip in the spring serene	F
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XI	T
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And blushing maiden modestly array'd	D
In spotless white still conscious of the glass	T
And she the lonely widow that hath made	D
A sable covenant with grief alas	T
She veils her tears under the deep deep shade	D
While the poor kindly hearted as they pass	T
Bend to unclouded childhood and caress	T
Her boy so rosy and so fatherless	T
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XII	T
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Thus as good Christians ought they all draw near	X
The fair white temple to the timely call	Y
Of pleasant bells that tremble in the ear	Z
Now the last frock and scarlet hood and shawl	Y
Fade into dusk in the dim atmosphere	X
Of the low porch and heav'n has won them all	Y
Saying those two that turn aside and pass	T
In velvet blossom where all flesh is grass	T
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XIII	T
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Ah me to see their silken manors trail'd	D
In purple luxuries with restless gold	D
Flaunting the grass where widowhood has wail'd	D
In blotted black over the heapy mould	D
Panting wave wantonly They never quail'd	D
How the warm vanity abused the cold	D
Nor saw the solemn faces of the gone	A2
Sadly uplooking through transparent stone	B2
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XIV	A
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But swept their dwellings with unquiet light	D
Shocking the awful presence of the dead	D
Where gracious natures would their eyes benight	D
Nor wear their being with a lip too red	D
Nor move too rudely in the summer bright	D
Of sun but put staid sorrow in their tread	D
Meting it into steps with inward breath	C2
In very pity to bereaved death	C2
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XV	A
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Now in the church time sober'd minds resign	D2
To solemn pray'r and the loud chaunted hymn	E2
With glowing picturings of joys divine	D2
Painting the mist light where the roof is dim	E2
But youth looks upward to the window shine	D2
Warming with rose and purple and the swim	E2
Of gold as if thought tinted by the stains	T
Of gorgeous light through many color'd panes	T
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XVI	A
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Soiling the virgin snow wherein God hath	F2
Enrobed his angels and with absent eyes	T
Hearing of Heav'n and its directed path	F2
Thoughtful of slippers and the glorious skies	T
Clouding with satin till the preacher's wrath	F2
Consumes his pity and he glows and cries	T
With a deep voice that trembles in its might	D
And earnest eyes grow eloquent in light	D
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XVII	A
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'Oh that the vacant eye would learn to look	G2
On very beauty and the heart embrace	T
True loveliness and from this holy book	G2
Drink the warm breathing tenderness and grace	T
Of love indeed Oh that the young soul took	G2
Its virgin passion from the glorious face	T
Of fair religion and address'd its strife	A
To win the riches of eternal life '	-
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XVIII	A
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'Doth the vain heart love glory that is none	U
And the poor excellence of vain attire	G
Oh go and drown your eyes against the sun	U
The visible ruler of the starry quire	L
Till boiling gold in giddy eddies run	U
Dazzling the brain with orbs of living fire	G
And the faint soul down darkens into night	D
And dies a burning martyrdom to light '	-
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XIX	T
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Oh go and gaze when the low winds of ev'n	Q
Breathe hymns and Nature's many forests nod	D
Their gold crown'd heads and the rich blooms of heav'n	Q
Sun ripen'd give their blushes up to God	D
And mountain rocks and cloudy steeps are riv'n	Q
By founts of fire as smitten by the rod	D
Of heavenly Moses that your thirsty sense	T
May quench its longings of magnificence	T
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XX	T
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'Yet suns shall perish stars shall fade away	D
Day into darkness darkness into death	C2
Death into silence the warm light of day	D
The blooms of summer the rich glowing breath	C2
Of even all shall wither and decay	D
Like the frail furniture of dreams beneath	H2
The touch of morn or bubbles of rich dyes	T
That break and vanish in the aching eyes '	-
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XXI	T
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They hear soul blushing and repentant shed	D
Unwholesome thoughts in wholesome tears and pour	H
Their sin to earth and with low drooping head	D
Receive the solemn blessing and implore	H
Its grace then soberly with chasten'd tread	D
They meekly press towards the gusty door	H
With humbled eyes that go to graze upon	Q
The lowly grass like him of Babylon	Q
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XXII	T
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The lowly grass O water constant mind	D
Fast ebbing holiness soon fading grace	T
Of serious though	B

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