At The Eleventh Hour Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CACA DEDE FGFG BHBI JKJ ECE

As through the blue expanse he skimsA
On joyous wings the lateB
Frank Hutchings overtakes Miss SimsA
Both bound for Heaven's high gateB
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In life they loved and God knows whyC
A lover so should sueA
He slew her on the gallows highC
Died pious and they flewA
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Her pinions were bedraggled soiledD
And torn as by a galeE
While his were bright all freshly oiledD
The feathers of his tailE
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Her visage too was stained and wornF
And menacing and grimG
His sweet and mild you would have swornF
That she had murdered himG
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When they'd arrived before the gateB
He said to her 'My dearH
'Tis hard once more to separateB
But you can't enter hereI
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'For you unluckily were sentJ
So quickly to the graveK
You had no notice to repentJ
Nor time your soul to save '-
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''Tis true ' said she 'and I should wailE
In Hell even now but IC
Have lingered round the county jailE
To see a Christian die '-

Ambrose Bierce



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