A Prophecy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABB

PROUD word you never spoke but you will speakA
Four not exempt from pride some future dayB
Resting on one white hand a warm wet cheekA
Over my open volume you will sayB
This man loved me then rise and trip awayB

Walter Savage Landor



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