An Epitaph Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDCCEWhen Sunday tidings from the front | A |
Made pale the priest and people | B |
And heavily the blessing went | C |
And bells were dumb in the steeple | B |
The Soldier's widow summering sweerly here | D |
In shade by waving beeches lent | C |
Felt deep at heart her faith content | C |
And priest and people borrowed of her cheer | E |
Herman Melville
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