A Dead Friend Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DBC BEBC A FGFF FFF FFFF A FHFH HFI FJFH K FFFF FFF FFFF K LFLF FLF LFLF K FMFM MFM FMFM K DFDF FDF DFDF

IA
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Gone O gentle heart and trueB
Friend of hopes foregoneC
Hopes and hopeful days with youB
GoneC
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Days of old that shoneD
Saw what none shall see anewB
When we gazed thereonC
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Soul as clear as sunlit dewB
Why so soon pass onE
Forth from all we loved and knewB
GoneC
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IIA
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Friend of many a season fledF
What may sorrow sendG
Toward thee now from lips that saidF
'Friend'F
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Sighs and songs to blendF
Praise with pain uncomfortedF
Though the praise ascendF
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Darkness hides no dearer headF
Why should darkness endF
Day so soon O dear and deadF
FriendF
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IIIA
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Dear in death thou hast thy partF
Yet in life to cheerH
Hearts that held thy gentle heartF
DearH
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Time and chance may searH
Hope with grief and death may partF
Hand from hand's clasp hereI
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Memory blind with tears that startF
Sees through every tearJ
All that made thee as thou artF
DearH
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IVK
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True and tender single souledF
What should memory doF
Weeping o'er the trust we holdF
TrueF
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Known and loved of fewF
But of these though small their foldF
Loved how well were youF
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Change that makes of new things oldF
Leaves one old thing newF
Love which promised truth and toldF
TrueF
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VK
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Kind as heaven while earth's controlL
Still had leave to bindF
Thee thy heart was toward man's wholeL
KindF
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Thee no shadows blindF
Now the change of hours that rollL
Leaves thy sleep behindF
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Love that hears thy death bell tollL
Yet may call to mindF
Scarce a soul as thy sweet soulL
KindF
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VIK
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How should life O friend forgetF
Death whose guest art thouM
Faith responds to love's regretF
HowM
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Still for us that bowM
Sorrowing still though life be setF
Shines thy bright mild browM
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Yea though death and thou be metF
Love may find thee nowM
Still albeit we know not yetF
HowM
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VIIK
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Past as music fades that shoneD
While its life might lastF
As a song bird's shadow flownD
PastF
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Death's reverberate blastF
Now for music's lord has blownD
Whom thy love held fastF
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Dead thy king and void his throneD
Yet for grief at lastF
Love makes music of his ownD
PastF

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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