The Sceptic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCDMy Father Christmas passed away | A |
When I was barely seven | B |
At twenty one alack a day | A |
I lost my hope of heaven | B |
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Yet not in either lies the curse | C |
The hell of it's because | D |
I don't know which loss hurt the worse | C |
My God or Santa Claus | D |
Robert William Service
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