Lines Written Beneath An Elm In The Churchyard Of Harrow. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHH IIJJHHAAKKLLMNOOPP| Spot of my youth whose hoary branches sigh | A |
| Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky | A |
| Where now alone I muse who oft have trod | B |
| With those I loved thy soft and verdant sod | B |
| With those who scatter'd far perchance deplore | C |
| Like me the happy scenes they knew before | C |
| Oh as I trace again thy winding hill | D |
| Mine eyes admire my heart adores thee still | D |
| Thou drooping Elm beneath whose boughs I lay | E |
| And frequent mus'd the twilight hours away | E |
| Where as they once were wont my limbs recline | F |
| But ah without the thoughts which then were mine | F |
| How do thy branches moaning to the blast | G |
| Invite the bosom to recall the past | G |
| And seem to whisper as they gently swell | H |
| Take while thou canst a lingering last farewell | H |
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| When Fate shall chill at length this fever'd breast | I |
| And calm its cares and passions into rest | I |
| Oft have I thought 'twould soothe my dying hour | J |
| If aught may soothe when Life resigns her power | J |
| To know some humbler grave some narrow cell | H |
| Would hide my bosom where it lov'd to dwell | H |
| With this fond dream methinks 'twere sweet to die | A |
| And here it linger'd here my heart might lie | A |
| Here might I sleep where all my hopes arose | K |
| Scene of my youth and couch of my repose | K |
| For ever stretch'd beneath this mantling shade | L |
| Press'd by the turf where once my childhood play'd | L |
| Wrapt by the soil that veils the spot I lov'd | M |
| Mix'd with the earth o'er which my footsteps mov'd | N |
| Blest by the tongues that charm'd my youthful ear | O |
| Mourn'd by the few my soul acknowledged here | O |
| Deplor'd by those in early days allied | P |
| And unremember'd by the world beside | P |
George Gordon Byron
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