Seriously, I have to ask. Do you ever stop to think that she was aware of the "faulty rhyme" and did it for a purpose? It is so condescending to think the little lady in her house needs some 21st-century man fixing her rhymes. Do you really not understand that she was aware that the gong rhyme of "be" and "ecstasy" was available to her and she chose to not have that resolution. That perhaps the point of the poem in one regard is that the price we pay for ecstasy is never the full satisfaction of a full rhyme, but the inevitable incompleteness of an off-rhyme. We are always left wanting. Are you so blinded by pippity pop, pippity pop, that you are incapable of reading the poem?
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