A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxiii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCCDCDCE

Voltaire and Rousseau these were thy twin priestsA
Proud Mother Nature on thy opening dayB
The first with bitter gibes perplexed the feastsA
Of thy high rival and prepared the wayB
The other built thy shrine 'Twas here men sayB
De Warens lived whose pleasure was the textC
Of the new gospel of the sons of clayB
The latest born of time by faith unvexedC
Here for a century with reverent feetC
Pilgrims oppressed with barrenness of soulD
Toiled in their tears as to a ParacleteC
On these white hills they heard Earth's thunders rollD
In sneers outpreaching the lost voice of GodC
And shouted Ichabod ay Ichabod ''E

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt



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