Pere-la-chaise. {45} (paris.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGI J| I stood in Pere la Chaise The putrid city | A |
| Paris the harlot of the nations lay | B |
| The bug bright thing that knows not love nor pity | A |
| Flashing her bare shame to the summer's day | B |
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| Here where I stand they slew you brothers whom | C |
| Hell's wrongs unutterable had made as mad | D |
| The rifle shots re echoed in his tomb | C |
| The gilded scoundrel's who had been so glad | D |
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| O Morny O blood sucker of thy race | E |
| O brain O hand that wrought out empire that | F |
| The lust in one for power for tinsel place | E |
| Might rest one lecher's hungry heart grow fat | F |
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| Is it for nothing now and evermore | G |
| O you whose sin in life had death in ease | H |
| The murder of your victims beats the door | G |
| Wherein your careless carrion lies at peace | I |
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Francis William Lauderdale Adams
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