Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFGFHH

This mortal body of a thousand daysA
Now fills O Burns a space in thine own roomB
Where thou didst dream alone on budded baysA
Happy and thoughtless of thy day of doomB
My pulse is warm with thine old barley breeC
My head is light with pledging a great soulD
My eyes are wandering and I cannot seeC
Fancy is dead and drunken at its goalD
Yet can I stamp my foot upon thy floorE
Yet can I ope thy window sash to findF
The meadow thou hast tramped o'er and o'erG
Yet can I think of thee till thought is blindF
Yet can I gulp a bumper to thy nameH
O smile among the shades for this is fameH

John Keats



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