A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBABACDCEFF| Ah Paris Paris What an echo rings | A |
| Still in those syllables of vain delight | B |
| What voice of what dead pleasures on what wings | A |
| Of Maenad laughters pulsing through the night | B |
| How bravely her streets smile on me How bright | B |
| Her shops her houses fair sepulchral things | A |
| Stored with the sins of men forgotten quite | B |
| The loves of mountebanks the lusts of kings | A |
| What message has she to me on this day | C |
| Of my new life Shall I a pilgrim wan | D |
| Sit at her board and revel at her play | C |
| As in the days of old Nay this is done | E |
| It cannot be and yet I love her well | F |
| With her broad roads and pleasant paths to Hell | F |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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