Ruins Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFGFBHBH BGBEIJIJ AKAKLMLMRuins in Rome are four a penny | A |
And here along the Appian Way | B |
I see the monuments of many | A |
Esteemed almighty in their day | B |
Or so he makes me understand | C |
My glib guide of the rubber bus | D |
And tells me with a gesture grand | C |
Behold the tomb of Romulus | D |
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Whereat I stared with eyes of awe | E |
And yet a whit dismayed was I | F |
When on its crumbling wall I saw | G |
A washing hanging out to dry | F |
Yea that relict of slow decay | B |
With peristyle and gnarly frieze | H |
Was garnished with a daft display | B |
Of bifurcation and chemise | H |
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But as we went our Southward way | B |
Another ruin soon I saw | G |
No antique tower gaunt and grey | B |
But modern manor rubbled raw | E |
And on its sill a maiden sat | I |
And told me in a tone of rue | J |
It was your allied bombs did that | I |
But do not think we're blaming you | J |
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Thought I Time is more kind than we | A |
Who blot out beauty with a blow | K |
And truly it was sad to see | A |
A gracious mansion levelled low | K |
While moulderings of ancient Rome | L |
Still serve the peasants for their swine | M |
We do not leave a lovely home | L |
A wall to hang a washing line | M |
Robert William Service
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