At The Opera Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADDEFFGHH IJJIKK LMMLNN OPPOQQ PRRPSS SSSSTT UPPUVV BLLBWW PXXPLL TYYTLL SZZSSS A2SSA2B2B2 C2D2D2C2SS| THE CURTAIN rose the play began | A |
| The limelight on the gay garbs shone | B |
| Yet carelessly I gazed upon | C |
| The painted players maid and man | A |
| As one with idle eyes who sees | D |
| The marble figures on a frieze | D |
| Long lark notes clear the first act close | E |
| So the soprano then a hush | F |
| The tenor tender as a thrush | F |
| Then loud and high the chorus rose | G |
| Till with a sudden rush and strong | H |
| It ended in a storm of song | H |
| - | |
| The curtain fell the music died | I |
| The lights grew bright revealing there | J |
| The flash of jewelled fingers fair | J |
| And wreaths of pearls on brows of pride | I |
| Then with a quick flushed cheek I turned | K |
| And into mine her dark eyes burned | K |
| - | |
| Such eyes but once a man may see | L |
| And seeing once his fancy dies | M |
| To thought of any other eyes | M |
| So shadow soft they seemed to be | L |
| Twin haunted lakes lit by the gleams | N |
| Of a mysterious moon of dreams | N |
| - | |
| Silk lashes veiled their liquid light | O |
| With such a shade as tall reeds fling | P |
| From the lake marge at sunsetting | P |
| Their darkness might have hid the night | O |
| Yet whoso saw their glance would say | Q |
| Night dreamt therein and saw the day | Q |
| - | |
| Long looked I at them wondering | P |
| What tender memories were hid | R |
| Beneath each blue veined lily lid | R |
| What hopes of joys the years would bring | P |
| What griefs In vain I might not guess | S |
| The secret of their silentness | S |
| - | |
| What of her face Her face meseems | S |
| Was such as painters see who muse | S |
| By moonlight in dim avenues | S |
| Yet cannot paint or as in dreams | S |
| Young poets see but when they try | T |
| To limn in verse are dumb so I | T |
| - | |
| Yet well I know that I have seen | U |
| That sweet face in the long ago | P |
| In a rose bower well I know | P |
| Laughing the singing leaves between | U |
| In that strange land of rose and rhyme | V |
| The land of Once upon a Time | V |
| - | |
| O unknown sweet so sweetly known | B |
| I know not what your name may be | L |
| Madonna is your name for me | L |
| Nor where your lines in life are thrown | B |
| But soul sees soul what is the rest | W |
| A passing phantom at the best | W |
| - | |
| Did your young bosom never glow | P |
| To love or burns your heart beneath | X |
| As burns the rosebud in its sheath | X |
| I neither know nor wish to know | P |
| I smell the rose upon the tree | L |
| Who will may pluck and wear for me | L |
| - | |
| May wear the rose and watch it die | T |
| And leaf by red leaf fade and fall | Y |
| Till there be nothing left at all | Y |
| Of its sweet loveliness but I | T |
| Love it so well I leave it free | L |
| The scent alone I take with me | L |
| - | |
| As one who visits sacred spots | S |
| Brings tokens back so I from you | Z |
| A glance a smile a rapture new | Z |
| And these are my forget me nots | S |
| I take from you but only these | S |
| Give all the rest to whom you please | S |
| - | |
| Sweet eyes your glance a light shall cast | A2 |
| On me when dreaded ghosts arise | S |
| Of dead regrets with shrouded eyes | S |
| And phantoms of the perished past | A2 |
| Old thoughts old hopes and old desire | B2 |
| Gather around my lonely fire | B2 |
| - | |
| Farewell In rhyme I kiss your hand | C2 |
| Kiss not unsweet although unheard | D2 |
| This is our secret say no word | D2 |
| That I have been in Fairyland | C2 |
| And seen for one brief moment s space | S |
| The Queen Titania face to face | S |
Victor James Daley
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