A Woman-s Sonnets: Iv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGG

Should ever the day come when this drear worldA
Shall read the secret which so close I holdB
Should taunts and jeers at my bowed head be hurledA
And all my love and all my shame be toldB
I could not as some doughtier women doC
Fling jests and gold and live the scandal downD
Nor knowing all fame's bruitings to be trueC
Keep a proud face and brave the talk of townD
I have no courage for such tricks and waysE
No wish to flaunt a once well honoured nameF
I have too dear a thought of earlier daysE
Too deep a dread of my deserved shameF
So when it comes with one last suppliant cryG
For pardon from my wronged ones I must dieG

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt



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