Glad Bird, I Do Bewail Thee Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDAD AEAEFDAD AGAGHAAA AIAICJAJ| Glad bird I do bewail thee | A |
| Thy song it was so sweet | B |
| That Earth looked up to hail thee | A |
| Till wings grew to her feet | B |
| But ah thy mate is lying dead | C |
| Among the new mown hay | D |
| And a fowler comes to jail thee | A |
| Where thou shalt pine away | D |
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| Bright butterfly I wail thee | A |
| So dainty was thy wing | E |
| So bravely didst regale thee | A |
| On every honied thing | E |
| But thou art all too lightly clad | F |
| For any month but May | D |
| And Autumn rains shall trail thee | A |
| And wash thy paint away | D |
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| Sweet childhood I bewail thee | A |
| Thy smile it shifteth ever | G |
| As the ship that thou dost sail thee | A |
| Adown the running river | G |
| But ah life's river runneth fast | H |
| And forward lies the sea | A |
| And what shall then avail thee | A |
| Thy laughter and thy glee | A |
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| And youth I most bewail thee | A |
| Thy purpose was so great | I |
| But the fools that did assail thee | A |
| Were stronger than thy fate | I |
| And thy heart it was so ruddy red | C |
| That every archer knew | J |
| Where he might best impale thee | A |
| And drive his arrows through | J |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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