His Youth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJKJ LCLC MNMN OPOQ RSRS T TC| Dying I am not dying Are you mad | A |
| You think I need to ask for heavenly grace | B |
| I think you are a fiend who would be glad | A |
| To see me struggle in death's cold embrace | B |
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| 'But man you lie for I am strong in truth | C |
| Stronger than I have been in years and soon | D |
| I shall feel young again as in my youth | C |
| My glorious youth life's one great priceless boon | D |
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| 'O youth youth youth O God that golden time | E |
| When proud and glad I laughed the hours away | F |
| Why there's no sacrifice perhaps no crime | E |
| I'd pause at could it make me young to day | F |
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| 'But I'm not old I grew just ill somehow | G |
| Grew stiff of limb and weak and dim of sight | H |
| It was but sickness I am better now | G |
| Oh vastly better ever since last night | H |
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| 'And I could weep warm floods of happy tears | I |
| To think my strength is coming back at last | J |
| For I have dreamed of such an hour for years | K |
| As I lay thinking of my glorious past | J |
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| 'You shake your head Why man if you were sane | L |
| I'd strike you to my feet I would in truth | C |
| How dare you tell me that my hopes are vain | L |
| How dare you say I have outlived my youth | C |
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| ''In heaven I may regain it ' Oh be still | M |
| I want no heaven but what my glad youth gave | N |
| Its long bright hours its rapture and its thrill | M |
| O youth youth youth it is my youth I crave | N |
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| 'There is no heaven There's nothing but a deep | O |
| And yawning grave from which I shrink in fear | P |
| I am not sure of even rest or sleep | O |
| Perhaps we lie and think as I have here | Q |
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| 'Think think think think as we lie there and rot | R |
| And hear the young above us laugh in glee | S |
| How dare you say I'm dying I am not | R |
| I would curse God if such a thing could be | S |
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| 'Why see me stand why hear this strong full breath | T |
| Dare you repeat that silly base untruth ' | - |
| A cry a fall the silence known as death | T |
| Hushed his wild words Well has he found his youth | C |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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