Epitaph Vi. On Mrs Corbet, Who Died Of A Cancer In Her Breast Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE| Here rests a woman good without pretence | A |
| Blest with plain reason and with sober sense | A |
| No conquests she but o'er herself desired | B |
| No arts essay'd but not to be admired | B |
| Passion and pride were to her soul unknown | C |
| Convinced that virtue only is our own | C |
| So unaffected so composed a mind | D |
| So firm yet soft so strong yet so refined | D |
| Heaven as its purest gold by tortures tried | E |
| The saint sustain'd it but the woman died | E |
Alexander Pope
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