A Dirge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABCDDCCDEFFEEFCG GCCG

A bell tolls on in my heartA
As though in my ears a knellB
Had ceased for awhile to swellB
But the sense of it would not partA
From the spirit that bears its partA
In the chime of the soundless bellB
Ah dear dead singer of sorrowC
The burden is now not thineD
That grief bade sound for a signD
Through the songs of the night whose morrowC
Has risen and I may not borrowC
A beam from its radiant shrineD
The burden has dropped from theeE
That grief on thy life bound fastF
The winter is over and pastF
Whose end thou wast fain to seeE
Shall sorrow not comfort meE
That is thine no longer at lastF
Good day good night and good morrowC
Men living and mourning sayG
For thee we could only prayG
That night of the day might borrowC
Such comfort as dreams lend sorrowC
Death gives thee at last good dayG

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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