A Rusty Nail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEEECC FGFGHH IJIJAEAE

I ran a nail into my handA
The wound was hard to healB
So bitter was the pain to standA
I thought how it would feelB
To have spikes thrust through hands and feetC
Impaled by hammer beatC
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Then hoisted on a cross of oakD
Against the sullen skyE
With all about the jeering follkE
Who joyed to see me dieE
Die hardly in insensate heatC
With bleeding hands and feetC
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Yet was it not that day of FateF
Of cruelty insaneG
Climaxing centuries of hateF
That woke our souls to painG
And are we not the living seedH
Of those who did the deedH
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Of course with thankful heart I knowI
We are not fiends as thenJ
And in a thousand years or soI
We may be gentle menJ
But it has cost a poisoned handA
And pain beyond a cryE
To make me strangely understandA
A Cross against the skyE

Robert Service



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