The Doom Of The Esquire Bedell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCDCDCDEFEFEFGH GHGHIJIJIJIJ| Adown the torturing mile of street | A |
| I mark him come and go | B |
| Thread in and out with tireless feet | A |
| The crossings to and fro | B |
| A soul that treads without retreat | A |
| A labyrinth of woe | B |
| Palsied with awe of such despair | C |
| All living things give room | D |
| They flit before his sightless glare | C |
| As horrid shapes that loom | D |
| And shriek the curse that bids him bear | C |
| The symbol of his doom | D |
| The very stones are coals that bake | E |
| And scorch his fevered skin | F |
| A fire no hissing hail may slake | E |
| Consumes his heart within | F |
| Still must he hasten on to rake | E |
| The furnace of his sin | F |
| Still forward forward For he feels | G |
| Fierce claws that pluck his breast | H |
| And blindly beckon as he reels | G |
| Upon his awful quest | H |
| For there is that behind his heels | G |
| Knows neither ruth nor rest | H |
| The fiends in hell have flung the dice | I |
| The destinies depend | J |
| On feet that run for fearful price | I |
| And fangs that gape to rend | J |
| And still the footsteps of his Vice | I |
| Pursue him to the end | J |
| The feet of his incarnate Vice | I |
| Shall dog him to the end | J |
Sir Arthur Quiller-couch
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