Epitaph On Matilda Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHIJJ KKLLEEMMNNOOIPQQRR| Sacred to Pity is upraised this stone | A |
| The humble tribute of a friend unknown | A |
| To grant the beauteous wreck its hallow'd claim | B |
| And add to misery's scroll another name | B |
| Poor lost MATILDA now in silence laid | C |
| Within the early grave thy sorrows made | C |
| Sleep on his heart still holds thy image dear | D |
| Who view'd through life thy errors with a tear | E |
| Who ne'er with stoic apathy repress'd | F |
| The heartfelt sigh for loveliness distress'd | F |
| That sigh for thee shall ne'er forget to heave | G |
| 'Tis all he now can give or thou receive | G |
| When last I saw thee in thy envied bloom | H |
| That promised health and joy for years to come | I |
| Methought the lily nature proudly gave | J |
| Would never wither in th' untimely grave | J |
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| Ah sad reverse too soon the fated hour | K |
| Saw the dire tempest 'whelm th' expanding flower | K |
| Then from thy tongue its music ceased to flow | L |
| Thine eye forgot to gleam with aught but woe | L |
| Peace fled thy breast invincible despair | E |
| Usurp'd her seat and struck his daggers there | E |
| Did not the unpitying world thy sorrows fly | M |
| And ah what then was left thee but to die | M |
| Yet not a friend beheld thy parting breath | N |
| Or mingled solace with the pangs of death | N |
| No priest proclaim'd the erring hour forgiven | O |
| Or sooth'd thy spirit to its native heav'n | O |
| But Heaven more bounteous bade the pilgrim come | I |
| And hovering angels hail'd their sister home | P |
| I where the marble swells not to rehearse | Q |
| Thy hapless fate inscribe my simple verse | Q |
| Thy tale dear shade my heart essays to tell | R |
| Accept its offering while it heaves farewell | R |
Thomas Gent
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