Psyche Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCC

The butterfly the ancient Grecians madeA
The soul's fair emblem and its only nameB
But of the soul escaped the slavish tradeA
Of mortal life For in this earthly frameB
Ours is the reptile's lot much toil much blameB
Manifold motions making little speedC
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feedC

Samuel Taylor Coleridge



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