Satires Of Circumstances In Fifteen Glimpses - Xiii On The Death-bed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGG HHAA| I'll tell being past all praying for | A |
| Then promptly die He was out at the war | A |
| And got some scent of the intimacy | B |
| That was under way between her and me | B |
| And he stole back home and appeared like a ghost | C |
| One night at the very time almost | C |
| That I reached her house Well I shot him dead | D |
| And secretly buried him Nothing was said | D |
| - | |
| The news of the battle came next day | E |
| He was scheduled missing I hurried away | E |
| Got out there visited the field | F |
| And sent home word that a search revealed | F |
| He was one of the slain though lying alone | G |
| And stript his body had not been known | G |
| - | |
| But she suspected I lost her love | H |
| Yea my hope of earth and of Heaven above | H |
| And my time's now come and I'll pay the score | A |
| Though it be burning for evermore | A |
Thomas Hardy
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