Verses, On The Death Of The Same Lady Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HIHI CJCJ KLKL MNMN OPQR FSFS| LIKE a poor ghost the night I seek | A |
| ts hollow winds repeat my sighs | B |
| The cold dews mingle on my cheek | A |
| With tears that wander from mine eyes | B |
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| The thorns that still my couch molest | C |
| Have robb'd these heavy eyes of sleep | D |
| But though deprived of tranquil rest | C |
| I here at last am free to weep | D |
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| Twelve times the moon that rises red | E |
| O'er yon tall wood of shadowy pine | F |
| Has fill'd her orb since low was laid | G |
| My Harriet that sweet form of thine | F |
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| While each sad month as slow it pass'd | H |
| Brought some new sorrow to deplore | I |
| Some grief more poignant than the last | H |
| But thou canst calm those griefs no more | I |
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| No more thy friendship soothes to rest | C |
| This wearied spirit tempest toss'd | J |
| The cares that weigh upon my breast | C |
| Are doubly felt since thou art lost | J |
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| Bright visions of ideal grace | K |
| That the young poet's dreams inflame | L |
| Were not more lovely than thy face | K |
| Were not more perfect than thy frame | L |
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| Wit that no sufferings could impair | M |
| Was thine and thine those mental powers | N |
| Of force to chase the fiends that tear | M |
| From Fancy's hands her budding flowers | N |
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| O'er what my angel friend thou wert | O |
| Dejected Memory loves to mourn | P |
| Regretting still that tender heart | Q |
| Now withering in a distant urn | R |
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| But ere that wood of shadowy pine | F |
| Twelve times shall yon full orb behold | S |
| This sickening heart that bleeds for thine | F |
| My Harriet may like thine be cold | S |
Charlotte Smith
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