A Landscape By Courbet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CAC ABAB

Low lies the mere beneath the moorside stillA
And glad of silence down the wood sweeps clearB
To the utmost verge where fed with many a rillA
Low lies the mereB
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The wind speaks only summer eye nor earC
Sees aught at all of dark hears aught of shrillA
From sound or shadow felt or fancied hereC
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Strange as we praise the dead man's might and skillA
Strange that harsh thoughts should make such heavy cheerB
While clothed with peace by heaven's most gentle willA
Low lies the mereB

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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