Fatal Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC

Poor Hal caught his death standing under a spoutA
Expecting till midnight when Nan would come outA
But fatal his patience as cruel the dameB
And cursed was the weather that quench'd the man's flameB
Whoe'er thou art that reads these moral linesC
Make love at home and go to bed betimesC

Matthew Prior



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