On The Threshold Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCCDDCEF

O God my dream I dreamed that you were deadA
Your mother hung above the couch and weptB
Whereon you lay all white and garlandedB
With blooms of waxen whiteness I had creptB
Up to your chamber door which stood ajarC
And in the doorway watched you from afarC
Nor dared advance to kiss your lips and browD
I had no part nor lot in you as nowD
Death had not broken between us the old barC
Nor torn from out my heart the old cold senseE
Of your misprision and my impotenceF

Amy Levy



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