Lxxi The Choice, I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBA CDEEDF

Eat thou and drink to morrow thou shalt dieA
Surely the earth that's wise being very oldB
Needs not our help Then loose me love and holdB
Thy sultry hair up from my face that IA
May pour for thee this golden wine brim highA
Till round the glass thy fingers glow like goldB
We'll drown all hours thy song while hours are toll'dB
Shall leap as fountains veil the changing skyA
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Now kiss and think that there are really thoseC
My own high bosom'd beauty who increaseD
Vain gold vain lore and yet might choose our wayE
Through many years they toil then on a dayE
They die not for their life was death but ceaseD
And round their narrow lips the mould falls closeF

Dante Gabriel Rossetti



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