To ......., 1801 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK AAGGLLMMNNKKOODD

To be the theme of every hourA
The heart devotes to Fancy's powerA
When her prompt magic fills the mindB
With friends and joys we've left behindB
And joys return and friends are nearC
And all are welcomed with a tearD
In the mind's purest seat to dwellE
To be remembered oft and wellE
By one whose heart though vain and wildF
By passion led by youth beguiledF
Can proudly still aspire to beG
All that may yet win smiles from theeG
If thus to live in every partH
Of a lone weary wanderer's heartH
If thus to be its sole employI
Can give thee one faint gleam of joyI
Believe it Mary oh believeJ
A tongue that never can deceiveJ
Though erring it too oft betrayK
Even more than Love should dare to sayK
In Pleasure's dream or Sorrow's hourA
In crowded hall or lonely bowerA
The business of my life shall beG
For ever to remember theeG
And though that heart be dead to mineL
Since Love is life and wakes not thineL
I'll take thy image as the formM
Of one whom Love had failed to warmM
Which though it yield no answering thrillN
Is not less dear is worshipt stillN
I'll take it wheresoe'er I strayK
The bright cold burden of my wayK
To keep this semblance fresh in bloomO
My heart shall be its lasting tombO
And Memory with embalming careD
Shall keep it fresh and fadeless thereD

Thomas Moore



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