Escape Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF

When foxes eat the last gold grapeA
And the last white antelope is killedB
I shall stop fighting and escapeA
Into a little house I'll buildB
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But first I'll shrink to fairy sizeC
With a whisper no one understandsD
Making blind moons of all your eyesC
And muddy roads of all your handsD
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And you may grope for me in vainE
In hollows under the mangrove rootF
Or where in apple scented rainE
The silver wasp nests hang like fruitF

Elinor Morton Wylie



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