Death, That Struck When I Was Most Confiding Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB BCBC DEDE FGF AHAH IJIJ KLKL KBKB| Death that struck when I was most confiding | A |
| In my certain faith of joy to be | B |
| Strike again Time's withered branch dividing | A |
| From the fresh root of Eternity | B |
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| Leaves upon Time's branch were growing brightly | B |
| Full of sap and full of silver dew | C |
| Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly | B |
| Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew | C |
| - | |
| Sorrow passed and plucked the golden blossom | D |
| Guilt stripped off the foliage in its pride | E |
| But within its parent's kindly bosom | D |
| Flowed for ever Life's restoring tide | E |
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| Little mourned I for the parted gladness | F |
| For the vacant nest and silent song | G |
| Hope was there and laughed me out of sadness | F |
| Whispering ' Winter will not linger long ' | - |
| - | |
| And behold with tenfold increase blessing | A |
| Spring adorned the beauty burdened spray | H |
| Wind and rain and fervent heat caressing | A |
| Lavished glory on that second May | H |
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| High it rose no winged grief could sweep it | I |
| Sin was scared to distance with its shine | J |
| Love and its own life had power to keep it | I |
| From all wrong from every blight but thine | J |
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| Cruel Death The young leaves droop and languish | K |
| Evening's gentle air may still restore | L |
| No the morning sunshine mocks my anguish | K |
| Time for me must never blossom more | L |
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| Strike it down that other boughs may flourish | K |
| Where that perished sapling used to be | B |
| Thus at least its mouldering corpse will nourish | K |
| That from which it sprung Eternity | B |
Emily Jane Bronta
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