In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GHIG

O Sorrow cruel fellowshipA
O Priestess in the vaults of DeathB
O sweet and bitter in a breathB
What whispers from thy lying lipA
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The stars she whispers blindly runC
A web is wov'n across the skyD
From out waste places comes a cryD
And murmurs from the dying sunC
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And all the phantom Nature standsE
With all the music in her toneF
A hollow echo of my ownF
A hollow form with empty handsE
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And shall I take a thing so blindG
Embrace her as my natural goodH
Or crush her like a vice of bloodI
Upon the threshold of the mindG

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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