The Wounded Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDBDEEFCEC

'Thou canst not wish to live ' the surgeon saidA
He clutched him as a soul thrust forth from blissB
Clings to the ledge of Heaven 'Would'st thou keep thisB
Poor branchless trunk ' 'But she would lean my headA
Upon her breast oh let me live ' 'Be wise 'C
'I could be very happy both these eyesD
Are left me I should see her she would kissB
My forehead only let me live ' He diesD
Even in the passionate prayer 'Good Doctor sayE
If thou canst give more than another dayE
Of life ' 'I think there may be hope ' 'Pass onF
I will not buy it with some widow's son 'C
'Help ' 'help ' 'help ' 'help ' 'God curse thee ' 'Doctor stayE
Yon Frenchman went down earlier in the day 'C

Sydney Thompson Dobell



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