Autumn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDE FFGHIIE| Autumn hath all the summer's fruitful treasure | A |
| Gone is our sport fled is poor Croydon's pleasure | A |
| Short days sharp days long nights come on apace | B |
| Ah who shall hide us from the winter's face | B |
| Cold doth increase the sickness will not cease | C |
| And here we lie God knows with little ease | D |
| From winter plague and pestilence good Lord deliver us | E |
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| London doth mourn Lambeth is quite forlorn | F |
| Trades cry Woe worth that ever they were born | F |
| The want of term is town and city's harm | G |
| Close chambers we do want to keep us warm | H |
| Long banished must we live from our friends | I |
| This low built house will bring us to our ends | I |
| From winter plague and pestilence good Lord deliver us | E |
Thomas Nashe
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