A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xviii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACCADEFDFDGG| Therefore do thou at least arise and warn | A |
| Not folded in thy mantle a blind seer | B |
| But naked in thy anger and new born | A |
| As in the hour when thy voice sounded clear | C |
| To the world's slaves and tyrants quaked for fear | C |
| Thou hadst a message then a word of scorn | A |
| First for thyself thy own crimes' challenger | D |
| And next for those who withered in thy dawn | E |
| An hundred years have passed since that fair day | F |
| And still the world cries loud in its desire | D |
| That right is wronged and force alone has sway | F |
| What profit are they thy guns' tongues of fire | D |
| Nay leave to England her sad creed of gold | G |
| Plead thou Man's rights clean handed as of old | G |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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