On The Tombs In Westminster Abbey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEFGGHHIFJJKK

Mortality behold and fearA
What a change of flesh is hereB
Think how many royal bonesC
Sleep within this heap of stonesC
Here they lie had realms and landsD
Who now want strength to stir their handsD
Where from their pulpits seal'd with dustE
They preach 'In greatness is no trust 'F
Here 's an acre sown indeedG
With the richest royall'st seedG
That the earth did e'er suck inH
Since the first man died for sinH
Here the bones of birth have criedI
'Though gods they were as men they died 'F
Here are sands ignoble thingsJ
Dropt from the ruin'd sides of kingsJ
Here 's a world of pomp and stateK
Buried in dust once dead by fateK

Francis Beaumont



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