Epitaph On A Tyrant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCAC

Perfection of a kind was what he was afterA
And the poetry he invented was easy to understandB
He knew human folly like the back of his handB
And was greatly interested in armies and fleetsC
When he laughed respectable senators burst with laughterA
And when he cried the little children died in the streetsC

W. H. Auden



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