A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Vi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBABACDCDEE

Away from sorrow Yes indeed awayA
Who said that care behind the horseman sitsB
The train to Paris as it flies to dayA
Whirls its bold rider clear of ague fitsB
Who stops for sorrows Who for his lost witsB
His vanished gold his loves of yesterdayA
His vexed ambitions See the landscape flitsB
Bright in his face and fleeter far than theyA
Away away Our mother Earth is wideC
And our poor lives and loves of what availD
All life is here and here we sit astrideC
On her broad back with Hope's white wings for sailD
In search of fortune and that glorious goalE
Paris the golden city of our soulE

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt



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