The Exile Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH

Night waneth fast the morning starA
Saddens with light the glimmering seaB
Whose waves shall soon to realms afarA
Waft me from hope from love and theeB
Coldly the beam from yonder skyC
Looks o'er the waves that onward strayD
But colder still the stranger's eyeC
To him whose home is far awayD
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Oh not at hour so chill and bleakE
Let thoughts of me come o'er thy breastF
But of the lost one think and speakE
When summer suns sink calm to restF
So as I wander Fancy's dreamG
Shall bring me o'er the sunset seasH
Thy look in every melting beamG
Thy whisper in each dying breezeH

Thomas Moore



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