Sonnet Viii. To Mercy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDCEFFEGG| Not always should the tear's ambrosial dew | A |
| Roll its soft anguish down thy furrowed cheek | B |
| Not always heaven breathed tones of suppliance meek | B |
| Beseem thee Mercy Yon dark Scowler view | A |
| Who with proud words of dear loved Freedom came | C |
| More blasting than the mildew from the south | D |
| And kissed his country with Iscariot mouth | D |
| Ah foul apostate from his Father's fame | C |
| Then fixed her on the cross of deep distress | E |
| And at safe distance marks the thirsty lance | F |
| Pierce her big side But oh if some strange trance | F |
| The eye lids of thy stern browed Sister press | E |
| Seize Mercy thou more terrible the brand | G |
| And hurl her thunderbolts with fiercer hand | G |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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