Autumn Iii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBDBBEBFBBGBABB| The Autumn is old | A |
| The sere leaves are flying | B |
| He hath gather'd up gold | A |
| And now he is dying | B |
| Old Age begin sighing | B |
| The vintage is ripe | C |
| The harvest is heaping | B |
| But some that have sow'd | D |
| Have no riches for reaping | B |
| Poor wretch fall a weeping | B |
| The year's in the wane | E |
| There is nothing adorning | B |
| The night has no eve | F |
| And the day has no morning | B |
| Cold winter gives warning | B |
| The rivers run chill | G |
| The red sun is sinking | B |
| And I am grown old | A |
| And life is fast shrinking | B |
| Here's enow for sad thinking | B |
Thomas Hood
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