Sonnet V. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDECFGGFGG| Sweet Mercy how my very heart has bled | A |
| To see thee poor old man and thy gray hairs | B |
| Hoar with the snowy blast while no one cares | B |
| To clothe thy shrivelled limbs and palsied head | A |
| My Father throw away this tattered vest | C |
| That mocks thy shiv'ring take my garment use | D |
| A young man's arm I'll melt these frozen dews | E |
| That hang from thy white beard and numb thy breast | C |
| My Sara too shall tend thee like a child | F |
| And thou shalt talk in our fire side's recess | G |
| Of purple pride that scowls on wretchedness | G |
| He did not scowl the Galilaean mild | F |
| Who met the Lazar turned from rich man's doors | G |
| And called him Friend and wept upon his sores | G |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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