A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Ix Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCABADEDEFF| These were in truth brave days From our high perch | A |
| The box seat of our travelling chariot then | B |
| We children spied the world 'twas ours to search | A |
| And mocked like birds at manners and at men | B |
| What wonders we beheld Havre Rouen Caen | C |
| The Norman caps the Breton crowds in church | A |
| The loyal Loire the valorous Vend en | B |
| And all the Revolution left in lurch | A |
| That very year things old as Waterloo | D |
| But when we neared the mountains crowned with snows | E |
| And heard the torrents roar our wonder grew | D |
| Over our wit and a new pleasure rose | E |
| Wild in our hearts and stopped our tongues with dread | F |
| The sense of death and beauty overhead | F |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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