She Is Coming, My Own, My Sweet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABABAB

She is coming my own my sweetA
Were it ever so airy a treadB
My heart would hear and beatA
Were it earth in an earthy bedB
My dust would hear her and beatA
Had I lain for a century deadB
Would start and tremble under her feetA
And blossom in purple and redB

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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