The Ring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HGHI JKJK LMLM NONO PQRQ STST UVUV WXWY MSMZ TA2TA2 B2FB2F

TOA
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No Lady Lady keep the ringB
Oh think how many a future yearC
Of placid smile and downy wingB
May sleep within its holy sphereC
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Do not disturb their tranquil dreamD
Though love hath ne'er the mystery warmedE
Yet heaven will shed a soothing beamD
To bless the bond itself hath formedE
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But then that eye that burning eyeF
Oh it doth ask with witching powerG
If heaven can ever bless the tieF
Where love inwreaths no genial flowerG
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Away away bewildering lookH
Or all the boast of virtue's o'erG
Go hie thee to the sage's bookH
And learn from him to feel no moreI
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I cannot warn thee every touchJ
That brings my pulses close to thineK
Tells me I want thy aid as muchJ
Even more alas than thou dost mineK
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Yet stay one hope one effort yetL
A moment turn those eyes a wayM
And let me if I can forgetL
The light that leads my soul astrayM
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Thou sayest that we were born to meetN
That our hearts bear one common sealO
Think Lady think how man's deceitN
Can seem to sigh and feign to feelO
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When o'er thy face some gleam of thoughtP
Like daybeams through the morning airQ
Hath gradual stole and I have caughtR
The feeling ere it kindled thereQ
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The sympathy I then betrayedS
Perhaps was but the child of artT
The guile of one who long hath playedS
With all these wily nets of heartT
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Oh thine is not my earliest vowU
Though few the years I yet have toldV
Canst thou believe I've lived till nowU
With loveless heart or senses coldV
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No other nymphs to joy and painW
This wild and wandering heart hath movedX
With some it sported wild and vainW
While some it dearly truly lovedY
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The cheek to thine I fondly layM
To theirs hath been as fondly laidS
The words to thee I warmly sayM
To them have been as warmly saidZ
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Then scorn at once a worthless heartT
Worthless alike or fixt or freeA2
Think of the pure bright soul thou artT
And love not me oh love not meA2
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Enough now turn thine eyes againB2
What still that look and still that sighF
Dost thou not feel my counsel thenB2
Oh no beloved nor do IF

Thomas Moore



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