A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEFAGFGFHH| For thus it is You flout at kings to day | A |
| To morrow in your pride you shall stoop low | B |
| To a new tyrant who shall come your way | A |
| And serve him meekly with mock serious brow | C |
| While the world laughs I shall not laugh at you | D |
| Your Bourbon Bonaparte or Boulanger | E |
| Are foils to your own part of ing nue | F |
| Which moves me most the moral of your play | A |
| You have a mission in the world to teach | G |
| All pride its level Poet prince and clown | F |
| Each in your amorous arms has scaled the breach | G |
| Of his own pleasure and the world's renown | F |
| Till with a yawn you turn and from your bed | H |
| Kick out your hero with his ass's head | H |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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