To The Countess Of Blessington Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HIHI GJGJ

You have ask'd for a verse the requestA
In a rhymer 'twere strange to denyB
But my Hippocrene was but my breastA
And my feelings its fountain are dryB
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Were I now as I was I had sungC
What Lawrence has painted so wellD
But the strain would expire on my tongueC
And the theme is too soft for my shellD
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I am ashes where once I was fireE
And the bard in my bosom is deadF
What I loved I now merely admireG
And my heart is as grey as my headF
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My life is not dated by yearsH
There are moments which act as ploughI
And there is not a furrow appearsH
But is deep in my soul as my browI
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Let the young and the brilliant aspireG
To sing what I gaze on in vainJ
For sorrow has torn from my lyreG
The string which was worthy the strainJ

George Gordon Byron



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