Years That Are To Be Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDC EFFEGHHG IDDIJKKJ ALLAFMMF NGONPAAP QRRQSNNS| Wild years that are to be | A |
| The sad completion of my weary life | B |
| In ghostly mantles of despairing strife | B |
| Your phanton dimness darkly shadows me | A |
| Gaunt demons dancing from your horrid halls | C |
| Entwine my soul in gloomy arms of woe | D |
| While mystic fancies to my madness show | D |
| The monsters on your walls | C |
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| Your forms are skeletons | E |
| Whose bony hands with mortal fingers play | F |
| Where grinning skulls are heaping on the way | F |
| And airy specters meet the timid ones | E |
| Death drops his arrows from your sullen skies | G |
| Destruction dances in your noisome shades | H |
| And in the dreadful darkness of your glades | H |
| The horrid shriekings rise | G |
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| There in your cycles are | I |
| Dark valleys where my weary feet must go | D |
| Though devils of disaster hurl and throw | D |
| Their awful sorrows from the fortunes far | I |
| No hands of pleasure can presume to part | J |
| The clouded curtains of impending care | K |
| And hissing serpents of insane despair | K |
| Pour poison in my heart | J |
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| O years that are to be | A |
| Among your solitudes I dreaming grope | L |
| My life's the shade of unaccomplished hope | L |
| My heart's a ghoul that feeds on agony | A |
| No strains of music call my tears away | F |
| No smiling star illumes the awful night | M |
| Ambition weeps my soul draws without light | M |
| My shameless feet astray | F |
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| No soothing welcome floats | N |
| Between your marble lips nor sweetly rise | G |
| The tender songs of gentle melodies | O |
| From croaking caverns of your iron throats | N |
| But from your dirges of destructive pain | P |
| Wild clash of wretched sound is borne to me | A |
| Where death and failure tears and misery | A |
| In robes or anguish reign | P |
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| But my heart hopes to find | Q |
| Some infant joy for woes that sorrow did | R |
| Some faded garland on some coffin lid | R |
| To cheer the wildness of my broken mind | Q |
| Some angel pleasures in your realms must roll | S |
| Some laughing life some music in your glooms | N |
| Shall gladness give amid your ghostly tombs | N |
| Mad Future to my soul | S |
Freeman E. Miller
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