The Goring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABACD DEAAA| Arena dust rusted by four bulls' blood to a dull redness | A |
| The afternoon at a bad end under the crowd's truculence | A |
| The ritual death each time botched among dropped capes ill judged | B |
| stabs | A |
| The strongest will seemed a will towards ceremony Obese dark | C |
| Faced in his rich yellows tassels pompons braid the picador | D |
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| Rode out against the fifth bull to brace his pike and slowly bear | D |
| Down deep into the bent bull neck Cumbrous routine not artwork | E |
| Instinct for art began with the bull's horn lofting in the mob's | A |
| Hush a lumped man shape The whole act formal fluent as a dance | A |
| Blood faultlessly broached redeemed the sullied air the earth's grossness | A |
Sylvia Plath
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