A Dead King Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDBBCCBCEDEFE

Ferdinand II entered Malebolge May ndA
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Go down to hell This end is good to seeB
The breath is lightened and the sense at easeC
Because thou art not sense nor breath there isD
In what thy body was whose soul shall beB
Chief nerve of hell's pained heart eternallyB
Thou art abolished from the midst of theseC
That are what thou wast Pius from his kneesC
Blows off the dust that flecked them bowed for theeB
Yea now the long tongued slack lipped litaniesC
Fail and the priest has no more prayer to sellE
Now the last Jesuit found about thee isD
The beast that made thy fouler flesh his cellE
Time lays his finger on thee saying CeaseF
Here is no room for thee go down to hellE

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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