A Fragment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH

Should fickle hands in far off daysA
No longer stroke thy hairB
And lips that once were proud to praiseA
Forget to call thee fairB
Sigh but my name and though I beC
Mute in the churchyard mouldD
I will arise and come to theeC
And worship as of oldD
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And should I meet the wrinkled browE
Or find the silver tressF
What were't to me it would be thouE
I could not love thee lessF
'Gainst love time wages bootless strifeG
What now is would be thenH
The cry that brought me back to lifeG
Would make thee young againH

Alfred Austin



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