Music For The Dying. From The French Of Sully Prudhomme Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD DEDE FGFG| Ye who will help me in my dying pain | A |
| Speak not a word let all your voices cease | B |
| Let me but hear some soft harmonious strain | A |
| And I shall die at peace | B |
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| Music entrances soothes and grants relief | C |
| From all below by which we are opprest | D |
| I pray you speak no word unto my grief | C |
| But lull it into rest | D |
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| Tired am I of all words and tired of aught | D |
| That may some falsehood from the ear conceal | E |
| Desiring rather sounds which ask no thought | D |
| Which I need only feel | E |
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| A melody in whose delicious streams | F |
| The soul may sink and pass without a breath | G |
| From fevered fancies into quiet dreams | F |
| From dreaming into death | G |
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