Pickthorn Manor: 45 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEDCCEEunice paced up and down No joy she took | A |
At meeting Gervase but the custom grown | B |
Still held her He was late She sudden shook | A |
And caught at her stopped heart Her eyes had shown | B |
Sir Everard emerging from the mist | C |
His uniform was travel stained and torn | D |
His jackboots muddy and his eager stride | E |
Jangled his spurs A thorn | D |
Entangled trailed behind him To the tryst | C |
He hastened Eunice shuddered ran a twist | C |
Round a sharp turning and she fled to hide | E |
Amy Lowell
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