Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEFGHIJJ| My childhood then had passed a mystery | A |
| Shrouded by death my boyhood a shut thing | B |
| The passion of my soul as it grew free | A |
| With growing youth a bird with broken wing | B |
| Knew nothing of its strength to dare or do | C |
| Or if it dreamed of battle still to come | D |
| That was its secret hidden in the blue | C |
| Of life's great vault of tears which was its doom | E |
| A duty of revenge some day for blood | F |
| Enough You know I held me from the press | G |
| To whom base things are nothing that I stood | H |
| Parted from this world's weekday wickedness | I |
| By a whole legend of romance sublime | J |
| Perhaps by the dead virtue of a crime | J |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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