The Fever Burns From Morn Till Eve Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG| NOTE The following is an attempt to render in verse the passionate words of a young officer in the Indian service who had fallen a prey to the ravages of the fever | A |
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| The fever burns from morn till eve | B |
| I toss upon my bed | C |
| And none but heavy hands relieve | B |
| My aching heated head | C |
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| Harsh voices of hard hearted men | D |
| Attempt to sympathize | E |
| But sympathy is worthless when | D |
| Love gives it not its rise | E |
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| Could thy soft hand but soothe my brain | F |
| Thy voice to mine reply | G |
| 'Twere rapture then to toss in pain | F |
| 'Twere rapture e'en to die | G |
W. M. Mackeracher
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