A Dirge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDBDD AEFGDEDD AHIIDHDD DIEEDEDD EJKKDJDD DLEEDLDD DEMMDEDD| I | A |
| Now is done thy long day's work | B |
| Fold thy palms across thy breast | C |
| Fold thine arms turn to thy rest | C |
| Let them rave | D |
| Shadows of the silver birk | B |
| Sweep the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| II | A |
| Thee nor carketh care nor slander | E |
| Nothing but the small cold worm | F |
| Fretteth thine enshrouded form | G |
| Let them rave | D |
| Light and shadow ever wander | E |
| O'er the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| III | A |
| Thou wilt not turn upon thy bed | H |
| Chaunteth not the brooding bee | I |
| Sweeter tones than calumny | I |
| Let them rave | D |
| Thou wilt never raise thine head | H |
| From the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| IV | D |
| Crocodiles wept tears for thee | I |
| The woodbine and eglatere | E |
| Drip sweeter dews than traitor's tear | E |
| Let them rave | D |
| Rain makes music in the tree | E |
| O'er the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| V | E |
| Round thee blow self pleached deep | J |
| Bramble roses faint and pale | K |
| And long purples of the dale | K |
| Let them rave | D |
| These in every shower creep | J |
| Thro' the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| VI | D |
| The gold eyed kingcups fine | L |
| The frail bluebell peereth over | E |
| Rare broidry of the purple clover | E |
| Let them rave | D |
| Kings have no such couch as thine | L |
| As the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
| - | |
| VII | D |
| Wild words wander here and there | E |
| God's great gift of speech abused | M |
| Makes thy memory confused | M |
| But let them rave | D |
| The balm cricket carols clear | E |
| In the green that folds thy grave | D |
| Let them rave | D |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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