Bequeathal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDCFGFCHIHCJKJC

THE night birds cry in the bush outsideA
And I write here though the hour be lateB
And what shall I write of the man who diedA
'He gave his gold to the poor at his gate 'C
The line is written Was that his allD
And did that all exhaust his loveE
'Nay nay write on while the night birds callD
He gave his soul to his God above 'C
Say on for in so rich a veinF
More gold lay waiting to be provedG
' 'T was so Write this and write it plainF
He gave his heart to the wife he loved 'C
What more 'What more dost thou requireH
What more was left to give or takeI
Yet more there was Write this in fireH
He gave his life for his country's sake 'C
'Last gift of all with courage fineJ
Though far from stars that watched his birthK
He fell Write then this final lineJ
He gave his clay to the aliens' earth 'C

Roderic Quinn



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