Sonnet Iii: To A Nightingale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFAGHH

Poor melancholy bird that all night longA
Tell'st to the Moon thy tale of tender woeB
From what sad cause can such sweet sorrow flowB
And whence this mournful melody of songA
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Thy poet's musing fancy would translateC
What mean the sounds that swell thy little breastD
When still at dewy eve thou leav'st thy nestD
Thus to the listening night to sing thy fateC
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Pale Sorrow's victims wert thou once amongE
Tho' now releas'd in woodlands wild to roveF
Say hast thou felt from friends some cruel wrongA
Or diedst thou martyr of disastrous loveG
Ah songstress sad that such my lot might beH
To sigh and sing at liberty like theeH

Charlotte Smith



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