When First I Met Thee Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEF GBGBHBHBEIEI JBJBHFHFKDKD LDLDMBMBHBHB| When first I met thee warm and young | A |
| There shone such truth about thee | B |
| And on thy lip such promise hung | A |
| I did not dare to doubt thee | B |
| I saw thee change yet still relied | C |
| Still clung with hope the fonder | D |
| And thought though false to all beside | C |
| From me thou couldst not wander | D |
| But go deceiver go | E |
| The heart whose hopes could make it | F |
| Trust one so false so low | E |
| Deserves that thou shouldst break it | F |
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| When every tongue thy follies named | G |
| I fled the unwelcome story | B |
| Or found in even the faults they blamed | G |
| Some gleams of future glory | B |
| I still was true when nearer friends | H |
| Conspired to wrong to slight thee | B |
| The heart that now thy falsehood rends | H |
| Would then have bled to right thee | B |
| But go deceiver go | E |
| Some day perhaps thou'lt waken | I |
| From pleasure's dream to know | E |
| The grief of hearts forsaken | I |
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| Even now though youth its bloom has shed | J |
| No lights of age adorn thee | B |
| The few who loved thee once have fled | J |
| And they who flatter scorn thee | B |
| Thy midnight cup is pledged to slaves | H |
| No genial ties enwreath it | F |
| The smiling there like light on graves | H |
| Has rank cold hearts beneath it | F |
| Go go though worlds were thine | K |
| I would not now surrender | D |
| One taintless tear of mine | K |
| For all thy guilty splendour | D |
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| And days may come thou false one yet | L |
| When even those ties shall sever | D |
| When thou wilt call with vain regret | L |
| On her thou'st lost for ever | D |
| On her who in thy fortune's fall | M |
| With smiles had still received thee | B |
| And gladly died to prove thee all | M |
| Her fancy first believed thee | B |
| Go go 'tis vain to curse | H |
| 'Tis weakness to upbraid thee | B |
| Hate cannot wish thee worse | H |
| Than guilt and shame have made thee | B |
Thomas Moore
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