A Thermometrical Ballade Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBC ABABBCBC ABABBCBC DBCBC

There s a wind up that licks like a flameA
And the sun is a porthole of hellB
Now evanish prim notions of shameA
And the craving to look rather wellB
In pyjamas you re never a swellB
And you ve chosen some roomily madeC
Oh for ices these pangs to dispelB
It s one hundred and nine in the shadeC
-
We have limped in from tennis That gameA
I d as soon with the damned where they dwellB
Stoke a furnace and bathe in the sameA
There s no drink human craving to quellB
Not thin chablis nor sweet muscatelB
Never more shall we see I m afraidC
The cool shallows the pale asphodelB
It s one hundred and nine in the shadeC
-
You recline an invertebrate frameA
In the moisture your atoms expelB
Gainst the fates very feebly declaimA
All too limp to rise up and rebelB
Action flies and mosquitoes compelB
We make pitiful fight gainst the raidC
With a cloying and nauseous smellB
In one hundred and nine in the shadeC
-
ENVOYD
Here might solids of Hamlet dispelB
Quick the answer to prayer that he prayedC
Human flesh turns to dew neath the spellB
Of one hundred and nine in the shadeC

Edward George Dyson



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about A Thermometrical Ballade poem by Edward George Dyson


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 0 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets