Epitaph Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEFE

Bethink poor heart what bitter kind of jestA
Mad Destiny this tender stripling playedB
For a warm breast of maiden to his breastA
She laid a slab of marble on his headC
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They say through patience chalkD
Becomes a ruby stoneE
Ah yes but by the true heart's bloodF
The chalk is crimson grownE

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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