Song From The Second Brother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAACDCAAD EEE

STREW not earth with empty starsA
Strew it not with rosesB
Nor feathers from the crest of MarsA
Nor summer's idle posiesA
'Tis not the primrose sandalled moonC
Nor cold and silent mornD
Nor he that climbs the dusty noonC
Nor mower war with scythe that dropsA
Stuck with helmed and turbaned topsA
Of enemies new shornD
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Ye cups ye lyres ye trumpets knowE
Pour your music let it flowE
'Tis Bacchus' son who walks belowE

Thomas Lovell Beddoes



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