A Voluptuary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHH

Who's this that lispeth in the thickening throngA
Which crowds to claim distinction in my songA
Fresh from 'the palms and temples of the South 'B
The mixed aromas quarrel in his mouthC
Of orange blossoms this the lingering galeD
And that the odor of a spicy taleD
Sir in thy pleasure dome down by the seaE
No finer one did Kubla Khan decreeE
Where Master of the Revels thou dost standF
With joys and mysteries on either handF
Dost keep a poet to report the ritesG
And sing the tale of those Elysian nightsG
Faith sir I'd like the place if not too youngH
I'm no great bard but I can hold my tongueH

Ambrose Bierce



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