Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Liv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDFGHGII

I must not speak of it Even yet my heartA
Is but a feeble thing to fret and cryB
And it might chance to wake and with a startA
When nights were still and stars were in the skyB
Sit up and muse upon its lonely stateC
With the same stars to mock at it as thenD
And certain chords that touched might touch it yetE
And griefs find issue and tears come againD
I must not venture farther in this moodF
Grief is forsworn to me I will not grieveG
Nor think too much on Esther's womanhoodH
Rather on that which was its make believeG
And yet awhile she loved me In this thoughtI
I long found rest when all was come to noughtI

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt



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