Spell-bound Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI JKJK LMLM NONO PQPQ RSRS TUTU VWVW XYXY ZA2B2A2 UBUB C2D2C2E2 B2FB2F F2EF2E D2G2E2G2 H2I2H2G2 J2K2J2K2 HL2HL2

How weary is it none can tellA
How dismally the days go byB
I hear the tinkling of the bellA
I see the cross against the skyB
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The year wears round to Autumn tideC
Yet comes no reaper to the cornD
The golden land is like a brideC
When first she knows herself forlornD
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She sits and weeps with all her hairE
Laid downward over tender handsF
For stain d silk she hath no careE
No care for broken ivory wandsG
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The silver cups beside her standH
The golden stars on the blue roofI
Yet glitter though against her handH
His cold sword presses for a proofI
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He is not dead but gone awayJ
How many hours did she waitK
For me I wonder Till the dayJ
Had faded wholly and the gateK
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Clanged to behind returning knightsL
I wonder did she raise her headM
And go away fleeing the lightsL
And lay the samite on her bedM
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The wedding samite strewn with pearlsN
Then sit with hands laid on her kneesO
Shuddering at half heard sound of girlsN
That chatter outside in the breezeO
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I wonder did her poor heart throbP
At distant tramp of coming knightQ
How often did the choking sobP
Raise up her head and lips The lightQ
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Did it come on her unawaresR
And drag her sternly down beforeS
People who loved her not in prayersR
Did she say one name and no moreS
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And once all songs they ever sungT
All tales they ever told to meU
This only burden through them rungT
O golden love that waitest meU
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The days pass on pass on apaceV
Sometimes I have a little restW
In fairest dreams when on thy faceV
My lips lie or thy hands are prestW
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About my forehead and thy lipsX
Draw near and nearer to mine ownY
But when the vision from me slipsX
In colourless dawn I lie and moanY
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And wander forth with fever'd bloodZ
That makes me start at little thingsA2
The blackbird screaming from the woodB2
The sudden whirr of pheasants' wingsA2
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O dearest scarcely seen by meU
But when that wild time had gone byB
And in these arms I folded theeU
Who ever thought those days could dieB
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Yet now I wait and you wait tooC2
For what perchance may never comeD2
You think I have forgotten youC2
That I grew tired and went homeE2
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But what if some day as I stoodB2
Against the wall with strain d handsF
And turn'd my face toward the woodB2
Away from all the golden landsF
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And saw you come with tired feetF2
And pale face thin and wan with careE
And stain d raiment no more neatF2
The white dust lying on your hairE
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Then I should say I could not comeD2
This land was my wide prison dearG2
I could not choose but go at homeE2
There is a wizard whom I fearG2
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He bound me round with silken chainsH2
I could not break he set me hereI2
Above the golden waving plainsH2
Where never reaper cometh nearG2
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And you have brought me my good swordJ2
Wherewith in happy days of oldK2
I won you well from knight and lordJ2
My heart upswells and I grow boldK2
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But I shall die unless you standH
Half lying now you are so weakL2
Within my arms unless your handH
Pass to and fro across my cheekL2

William Morris



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