Sarabande On Attaining The Age Of Seventy-seven Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEDE FGFG HIJI KLKM NONO

The harbingers are come See see their markA
White is their colour and behold my headB
George HerbertC
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Long gone the smoke and pepper childhood smellD
Of the smoldering immolation of the yearE
Leaf strewn in scattered grandeur where it fellD
Golden and poxed with frost tarnished and sereE
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And I myself have whitened in the weathersF
Of heaped up Januaries as they bequeathG
The annual rings and wrongs that wring my withersF
Sober my thoughts and undermine my teethG
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The dramatis personae of our livesH
Dwindle and wizen familiar boyhood shamesI
The tribulations one somehow survivesJ
Rise smokily from propitiatory flamesI
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Of our forgetfulness until we findK
It becomes strangely easy to forgiveL
Even ourselves with this clouding of the mindK
This cinerous blur and smudge in which we liveM
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A turn a glide a quarter turn and bowN
The stately dance advances these are airsO
Bone deep and numbing as I should know by nowN
Diminishing the cast like musical chairsO

Anthony Evan Hecht



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