An Old French Poet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBA ABBA

When in your sober mood my body have ye laidA
In sight and sound of things beloved woodland and streamB
And the green turf has hidden the poor bones ye deemB
No more a close companion with those rhymes we madeA
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Then if some bird should pipe or breezes stir the gladeA
Thinking them for the while my voice so let them seemB
A fading message from the misty shores of dreamB
Or wheresoever following Death my feet have strayedA

Siegfried Sassoon



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