Two Graves Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEE FFGGCD HHIIJJKK A BBLLMM NNJJOP QQRRSSTU

First GhostA
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To sepulcher my mouldy bonesB
I bough a pile of noble stonesB
And half a year a sculptor spentC
To hew my marble monumentD
The stateliest to rear its headE
In all this city of the deadE
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And generations passing throughF
Will gape and ask What did he doF
To earn this tomb so rich and rareG
In Attic grace beyond compareG
How was his life in honour spentC
To worthy this proud monumentD
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What did I do Well nothing muchH
'Tis true I had the Midas touchH
A million pounds I made wherewithI
To glorify the name John SmithI
Yet not a soul wept for me whenJ
Death raft me from my fellow menJ
My sculptor wins undying fameK
While I who paid am just a nameK
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Second GhostA
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A wooden cross surveys my bonesB
With on it stenciled Peter JonesB
And round it are five hundred moreL
A proper job did old man WarL
So young they were so fresh so fitM
So hopeful that's the hell of itM
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The old are sapped and ripe to dieN
But in the flush of Spring was IN
I might have fathered children tenJ
To come to grips with sterling menJ
And now a cross in weeds to rotO
Is all to show how fierce I foughtP
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The old default the young must payQ
My life was wasted thrown awayQ
While people gladden to forgetR
The bitterness of vein regretR
With not a soul to morn for meS
My skull grins up in mockeryS
Pale crosses greet the grieving starsT
And always will be War and WarsU

Robert Service



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