The Ruins Of Balaclava Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAAAAA CAACAA| Oh thankless Crimean land in ruin laid | A |
| Are now the castles that were once your pride | B |
| Here serpents and the owls from daylight hide | B |
| And robbers arm them for the nightly raid | A |
| Upon the lettered marble boasts are made | A |
| Brave words on battered arms in gold descried | A |
| And broken splendor years have scattered wide | A |
| Beside the dead who made them are arrayed | A |
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| The Greek set shining columned marble here | C |
| The Latin put the Mongol horde to flight | A |
| And Mussulmans prayed eastward morn and night | A |
| The owl and vulture of dark wing and drear | C |
| Are fluttering like black banners overhead | A |
| In cities where the pest piles high the dead | A |
Adam Bernard Mickiewicz
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