A Dying Tiger'moaned For Drink Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDC EFGF HIJK

A
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A Dying Tiger moaned for DrinkB
I hunted all the SandC
I caught the Dripping of a RockD
And bore it in my HandC
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His Mighty Balls in death were thickE
But searching I could seeF
A Vision on the RetinaG
Of Water and of meF
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'Twas not my blame who sped too slowH
'Twas not his blame who diedI
While I was reaching himJ
But 'twas the fact that He was deadK

Emily Dickinson



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