Last Sonnets At Paris Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCDECCFCCCCCC A GFFHGFFGCCCCCC A CFFCCFFCIFFFFI| I | A |
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| Chins that might serve the new Jerusalem | B |
| Streets footsore minute whisking milliners | C |
| Dubbed graceful but at whom one's eye demurs | C |
| Knowing of England ladies much the same | D |
| Bland smiling dogs with manes a few of them | E |
| At pains to look like sporting characters | C |
| Vast humming tabbies smothered in their furs | C |
| Groseille orgeat meringues la cr me | F |
| Good things to study ditto bad the maps | C |
| Of sloshy colour in the Louvre cinq francs | C |
| The largest coin and at the restaurants | C |
| Large Ibrahim Pachas in Turkish caps | C |
| To pocket them Un million d'habitants | C |
| Cast up they'll make an Englishman perhaps | C |
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| II | A |
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| Tiled floors in bedrooms trees now run to seed | G |
| Such seed as the wind takes of Liberty | F |
| Squares with new names that no one seems to see | F |
| Scrambling Briarean passages which lead | H |
| To the first place you came from urgent need | G |
| Of unperturbed nasal philosophy | F |
| Through Paris what with church and gallery | F |
| Some forty first rate paintings or indeed | G |
| Fifty mayhap fine churches splendid inns | C |
| Fierce sentinels toy size without the stands | C |
| Who spit their oaths at you and grind their r's | C |
| If at a fountain you would wash your hands | C |
| One Frenchman this is fact who thinks he spars | C |
| Can even good dinners cover all these sins | C |
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| III | A |
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| Yet in the mighty French metropolis | C |
| Our time has not gone from us utterly | F |
| In waste The wise man saith An ample fee | F |
| For toil to work thine end Aye that it is | C |
| Should England ask Was narrow prejudice | C |
| Stretched to its utmost point unflinchingly | F |
| Even unto lying at all times by ye | F |
| We can say firmly Lord thou knowest this | C |
| Our soil may own us Having but small French | I |
| Hunt passed for a stern Spartan all the while | F |
| Uncompromising of few words for me | F |
| I think I was accounted generally | F |
| A fool and just a little cracked Thy smile | F |
| May light on us Britannia healthy wench | I |
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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