Sonnet On Hearing The Dies Irae Sung In The Sistine Chapel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCADEFDEF

Nay Lord not thus white lilies in the springA
Sad olive groves or silver breasted doveB
Teach me more clearly of Thy life and loveB
Than terrors of red flame and thunderingA
The hillside vines dear memories of Thee bringA
A bird at evening flying to its nestC
Tells me of One who had no place of restC
I think it is of Thee the sparrows singA
Come rather on some autumn afternoonD
When red and brown are burnished on the leavesE
And the fields echo to the gleaner's songF
Come when the splendid fulness of the moonD
Looks down upon the rows of golden sheavesE
And reap Thy harvest we have waited longF

Oscar Fingal O'flahertie Wills Wilde



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