A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxvi Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBACAAAAAAA| The majesty of Rome to me is nought | A |
| The imperial story of her conquering car | B |
| Touches me only with compassionate thought | A |
| For the doomed nations faded by her star | B |
| Her palaces of Caesars tombstones are | B |
| For a whole world of freedoms vainly caught | A |
| In her high fortune Throned was she in war | C |
| By war she perished So is justice wrought | A |
| A nobler Rome is here which shall not die | A |
| She rose from the dead ashes of men's lust | A |
| And robed herself anew in chastity | A |
| And half redeemed man's heritage of dust | A |
| This Rome I fain would love though darkly hid | A |
| In mists of passion and desires scarce dead | A |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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