Poem: Holy Week At Genoa Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDEFDC| I wandered through Scoglietto's far retreat | A |
| The oranges on each o'erhanging spray | B |
| Burned as bright lamps of gold to shame the day | B |
| Some startled bird with fluttering wings and fleet | A |
| Made snow of all the blossoms at my feet | A |
| Like silver moons the pale narcissi lay | B |
| And the curved waves that streaked the great green bay | B |
| Laughed i' the sun and life seemed very sweet | A |
| Outside the young boy priest passed singing clear | C |
| 'Jesus the son of Mary has been slain | D |
| O come and fill His sepulchre with flowers ' | E |
| Ah God Ah God those dear Hellenic hours | F |
| Had drowned all memory of Thy bitter pain | D |
| The Cross the Crown the Soldiers and the Spear | C |
Oscar Fingal O'flahertie Wills Wilde
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