When The Sword Of Sixty Comes Nigh His Head Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF GHIJKL MN JOPNQR PSTUVJ| When the sword of sixty comes nigh his head | A |
| give a man no wine for he is drunk with years | B |
| Age claps a stick in my bridle hand | C |
| substance spent health broken | D |
| forgotten the skill to swerve aside from the joust | E |
| with the spearhead grazing my eyelashes | F |
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| The sentinel perched on the hill top | G |
| cannot see the countless army he used to see there | H |
| the black summit's deep in snow | I |
| and its lord himself sinning against the army | J |
| He was proud of his two swift couriers | K |
| lo sixty ruffians have put them in chains | L |
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| The singer is weary of his broken voice | M |
| one drone for the bulbul alike and the lion's grousing | N |
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| Alas for flowery musky sappy thirty | J |
| and the sharp Persian sword | O |
| The pheasant strutting about the briar | P |
| pomegranate blossom and cypress sprig | N |
| Since I raised my glass to fifty eight | Q |
| I have toasted only the bier and the burial ground | R |
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| I ask the just Creator | P |
| so much refuge from Time | S |
| that a tale of mine may remain in the world | T |
| from this famous book of the ancients | U |
| and they who speak of such matters weighing their words | V |
| think of that only when they think of me | J |
Abul-qasim Ferdowsi Tusi
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