Song From Aella Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCCB CDCDCCB CBCBCCB EDEDCCB FCFCCCB GCGCCCB HBHBCCB IJIJCCB| O SING unto my roundelay | A |
| O drop the briny tear with me | B |
| Dance no more at holyday | C |
| Like a running river be | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| Black his cryne as the winter night | C |
| White his rode as the summer snow | D |
| Red his face as the morning light | C |
| Cold he lies in the grave below | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note | C |
| Quick in dance as thought can be | B |
| Deft his tabor cudgel stout | C |
| O he lies by the willow tree | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| Hark the raven flaps his wing | E |
| In the brier'd dell below | D |
| Hark the death owl loud doth sing | E |
| To the nightmares as they go | D |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| See the white moon shines on high | F |
| Whiter is my true love's shroud | C |
| Whiter than the morning sky | F |
| Whiter than the evening cloud | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| Here upon my true love's grave | G |
| Shall the barren flowers be laid | C |
| Not one holy saint to save | G |
| All the coldness of a maid | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| With my hands I'll dent the briers | H |
| Round his holy corse to gre | B |
| Ouph and fairy light your fires | H |
| Here my body still shall be | B |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
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| Come with acorn cup and thorn | I |
| Drain my heartes blood away | J |
| Life and all its good I scorn | I |
| Dance by night or feast by day | J |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp My love is dead | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Gone to his death bed | C |
| All under the willow tree | B |
Thomas Chatterton
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