Love Outloved Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDD EFGEGEGHHGEGGGEGEGEI IEE GGGGIIG JGGJGGJJGKKLLJGLJGJ

I Love cometh and love goethA
And he is wise who knowethA
Whither and whence love fliesB
But wise and yet more wiseB
Are they that heed not whence he flies or whitherC
Who hither speeds to day to morrow thitherC
Like to the wind that as it listeth blowsD
And man doth hear the sound thereof but knowsD
Nor whence it comes nor whither yet it goesD
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II-
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O sweet my sometime loved and worshipt oneE
A day thou gavest meF
That rose full orbed in starlike happinessG
And lit our heaven that other stars had noneE
Sole as that westering sphere companionlessG
When twilight is begunE
And the dead sun transfigureth the seaG
A day so brightH
Methought the very shadow from its lightH
Thrown were enough to blessG
Albeit with but a shadow's benisonE
The unborn days its dark posterityG
Methought our love though dead should beG
Fair as in life by memoryG
Embalmed a rose with bloom for aye unblownE
But lo the forest is with faded leavesG
And our two hearts with faded loves bestrownE
And in mine ear the weak wind grievesG
And uttereth moanE
'Shed leaves and fallen fallen loves and shedI
And those are dead and these are more than deadI
And those have knownE
The springtime these the lovetime overthrownE
With all fair times and pleasureful that be '-
And shall not we O Time and shall not weG
Thy strong self seeG
Brought low and vanquish dG
And made to bow the kneeG
And bow the headI
To one that is when thou and thine are fledI
The silent eyed austere EternityG
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Behold a new song still the lark doth singJ
Each morning when he riseth from the grassG
And no man sigheth for the song that wasG
The melody that yestermorn did bringJ
The rose dies and the lily and no man mournsG
That nevermore the selfsame flower returnsG
For well we know a thousand flowers will springJ
A thousand birds make music on the wingJ
Ay me fair things and sweet are birds and flowersG
The scent of lily and rose in gardens stillK
The babble of beak d mouths that speak no illK
And love is sweeter yet than flower or birdL
Or any odor smelled or ditty heardL
Love is another and a sweeter thingJ
But when the music ceaseth in Love's bowersG
Who listeneth well shall hear the silence stirredL
With aftermoan of many a fretful stringJ
For when Love harpeth to the hollow hoursG
His gladdest notes make saddest echoingJ

William Watson



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