Parallels For The Pious Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABCDCBEEEBFFFB

'HE holds a pistol to my headA
Swearing he will shoot me deadA
If he have not my purse insteadA
The robber 'B
'He with the lash of wealth and powerC
Flogs out my heart and flings the dowerD
The sneering pittance of his hourC
The robber 'B
'He shakes his serpent tongue that liesE
Wins trust for poisoned sophistriesE
And stabs me in the dark and fliesE
The assassin 'B
'He pits me in the dreadful fightF
Against my fellow Then he quiteF
Strips both his victims in the nightF
The assassin 'B

Francis William Lauderdale Adams



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