The Grave Of Shelley Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCA DEDEDE

Like burnt out torches by a sick man's bedA
Gaunt cypress trees stand round the sun bleached stoneB
Here doth the little night owl make her throneB
And the slight lizard show his jewelled headA
And where the chaliced poppies flame to redA
In the still chamber of yon pyramidC
Surely some Old World Sphinx lurks darkly hidC
Grim warder of this pleasaunce of the deadA
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Ah sweet indeed to rest within the wombD
Of Earth great mother of eternal sleepE
But sweeter far for thee a restless tombD
In the blue cavern of an echoing deepE
Or where the tall ships founder in the gloomD
Against the rocks of some wave shattered steepE

Oscar Wilde



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