A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxx Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCABADEFGHI

'Tis time I stepped from Horeb to the plainA
Mountains farewell I need a heavier airB
Youth's memories are not good for souls in painA
And each new age has its own meed of careB
Farewell sad Alps you are my barrierC
Now to the North and hold my passions slainA
For all life's vultures as I downward fareB
To a new land of love which is not vainA
How staid is Italy No gardened roseD
Scattering its leaves is chaster than she isE
No cloister stiller no retreat more closeF
There is a tameness even in her seasG
On which white towns look down as who should sayH
Here wise men long have lived and live to day ''I

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt



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