The Eve Of Death (irregular) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEE FBFBGHGHIJKJ LMLMNONOPQJQ

Silence of death portentous calmA
Those airy forms that yonder flyB
Denote that your void foreruns a stormC
That the hour of fate is nighB
I see I see on the dim mist borneD
The Spirit of battles rear his crestE
I see I see that ere the mornD
His spear will forsake its hated restE
And the widow'd wife of Larrendill will beat her naked breastE
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O'er the smooth bosom of the sullen deepF
No softly ruffling zephyrs flyB
But nature sleeps a deathless sleepF
For the hour of battle is nighB
Not a loose leaf waves on the dusky oakG
But a creeping stillness reigns aroundH
Except when the raven with ominous croakG
On the ear does unwelcomely soundH
I know I know what this silence meansI
I know what the raven saithJ
Strike oh ye bards the melancholy harpK
For this is the eve of deathJ
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Behold how along the twilight airL
The shades of our fathers glideM
There Morven fled with the blood drench'd hairL
And Colma with gray sideM
No gale around its coolness flingsN
Yet sadly sigh the gloomy treesO
And hark how the harp's unvisited stringsN
Sound sweet as if swept by a whispering breezeO
'Tis done the sun he has set in bloodP
He will never set more to the braveQ
Let us pour to the hero the dirge of deathJ
For to morrow he hies to the graveQ

Henry Kirk White



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