A Dirge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDEE A FGFGGGHH A IJKJCCFF L MNONPPLL L QNQNAAEE| I | A |
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| Life has fled she is dead | B |
| Sleeping in the flow'ry vale | C |
| Where the fleeting shades are shed | B |
| Ghost like o'er her features pale | C |
| Lay her 'neath the violets wild | D |
| Lay her like a dreaming child | D |
| 'Neath the waving grass | E |
| Where the shadows pass | E |
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| II | A |
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| Gone she has to happy rest | F |
| With white flowers for her pillow | G |
| Moons look sadly on her breast | F |
| Thro' an ever weeping willow | G |
| Fold her hands frail flakes of snow | G |
| Waxen as white roses blow | G |
| Like herself so fair | H |
| Free from world and care | H |
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| III | A |
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| Twine this wreath of lilies wan | I |
| 'Round her sculptured brow so white | J |
| Let her rest here white as dawn | K |
| Like a lily quenched in night | J |
| Wreath this rosebud wild and pale | C |
| Wreath it 'mid her fingers frail | C |
| On her dreamless breast | F |
| Let it dreaming rest | F |
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| IV | L |
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| Gently gently lay her down | M |
| Gently lay her form to sleep | N |
| Gently let her soul be blown | O |
| Far away while low we weep | N |
| Hush the earth no more can harm her | P |
| Now that choirs of angels charm her | P |
| Dreams of life are brief | L |
| Naught amendeth grief | L |
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| V | L |
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| Speed away speed away | Q |
| Angels called her here to sleep | N |
| Let us leave her here to stay | Q |
| Speed away and speeding weep | N |
| Where the roses blow and die | A |
| 'Neath them she a rose doth lie | A |
| Wilted in the grass | E |
| Where the shadows pass | E |
Madison Julius Cawein
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