Ave Atque Vale: 17 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCADDEFFEF

Sleep and if life was bitter to thee pardonA
If sweet give thanks thou hast no more to liveB
And to give thanks is good and to forgiveC
Out of the mystic and the mournful gardenA
Where all day through thine hands in barren braidD
Wove the sick flowers of secrecy and shadeD
Green buds of sorrow and sin and remnants greyE
Sweet smelling pale with poison sanguine heartedF
Passions that sprang from sleep and thoughts that startedF
Shall death not bring us all as thee one dayE
Among the days departedF

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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