Phaedra Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBA CDCCDD| NOT that on me the Cyprian fury fell | A |
| Last martyr of my love ensanguined race | B |
| Not that my children drop the averted face | B |
| When my name shames the silence not that hell | A |
| Holds me where nevermore his glance shall dwell | A |
| Nightlong between my lids my pulses race | B |
| Through flying pines the tempest of the chase | B |
| Nor my heart rest with him beside the well | A |
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| Not that he hates me not O baffled gods | C |
| Not that I slew him yet because your goal | D |
| Is always reached nor your rejoicing rods | C |
| Fell ever yet upon insensate clods | C |
| Know the one pang that makes your triumph whole | D |
| Is that he knows the baseness of my soul | D |
Edith Wharton
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