First Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A clergyman in Berkshire dweltA
The REVEREND BERNARD POWLESB
And in his church there weekly kneltA
At least a hundred soulsC
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There little ELLEN you might seeD
The modest rustic belleE
In maidenly simplicityD
She loved her BERNARD wellE
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Though ELLEN wore a plain silk gownF
Untrimmed with lace or furG
Yet not a husband in the townF
But wished his wife like herG
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Though sterner memories might fadeH
You never could forgetI
The child form of that baby maidH
The Village VioletJ
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A simple frightened lovelinessD
Whose sacred spirit partK
Shrank timidly from worldly stressD
And nestled in your heartK
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POWLES woo'd with every well worn planL
And all the usual wilesD
With which a well schooled gentlemanM
A simple heart beguilesD
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The hackneyed compliments that boreN
World folks like you and meD
Appeared to her as if they woreN
The crown of PoesyD
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His winking eyelid sang a songO
Her heart could understandP
Eternity seemed scarce too longO
When BERNARD squeezed her handP
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He ordered down the martial crewQ
Of GODFREY'S GrenadiersD
And COOTE conspired with TINNEY toQ
Ecstaticise her earsD
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Beneath her window veiled from eyeR
They nightly took their standP
On birthdays supplemented byR
The Covent Garden bandP
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And little ELLEN all aloneS
Enraptured sat aboveT
And thought how blest she was to ownS
The wealth of POWLES'S loveT
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I often often wonder whatU
Poor ELLEN saw in himV
For calculated he was NOTW
To please a woman's whimV
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He wasn't good despite the airX
An M B waistcoat givesD
Indeed his dearest friends declareX
No greater humbug livesD
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No kind of virtue decked this priestY
He'd nothing to allureZ
He wasn't handsome in the leastY
He wasn't even poorA2
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No he was cursed with acres fatB2
A Christian's direst banL
And gold yet notwithstanding thatB2
Poor ELLEN loved the manL
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As unlike BERNARD as could beD
Was poor old AARON WOODC2
Disgraceful BERNARD'S curate heD
He was extremely goodC2
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A BAYARD in his moral pluckD2
Without reproach or fearE2
A quiet venerable duckD2
With fifty pounds a yearE2
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No fault had he no fad exceptF2
A tendency to strumG2
In mode at which you would have weptF2
A dull harmoniumG2
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He had no gold with which to hireG
The minstrels who could bestH2
Convey a notion of the fireG
That raged within his breastH2
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And so when COOTE and TINNEY'S OwnS
Had tootled all they knewQ
And when the Guards completely blownS
Exhaustedly withdrewQ
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And NELL began to sleepy feelI2
Poor AARON then would comeG2
And underneath her window wheelI2
His plain harmoniumG2
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He woke her every morn at twoQ
And having gained her earJ2
In vivid colours AARON drewQ
The sluggard's grim careerE2
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He warbled Apiarian praiseD
And taught her in his chantK2
To shun the dog's pugnacious waysD
And imitate the antK2
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Still NELL seemed not how much he playedH
To love him out and outL2
Although the admirable maidH
Respected him no doubtL2
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She told him of her early vowM2
And said as BERNARD'S wifeN2
It might be hers to show him howM2
To rectify his lifeN2
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quot You are so pure so kind so trueQ
Your goodness shines so brightO2
What use would ELLEN be to youQ
Believe me you're all right quotO2
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She wished him happiness and healthP2
And flew on lightning wingsD
To BERNARD with his dangerous wealthP2
And all the woes it bringsD

William Schwenck Gilbert



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