Milton: But In The Wine-presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIJKK

But in the Wine presses the human grapes sing not nor danceA
They howl and writhe in shoals of torment in fierce flames consumingB
In chains of iron and in dungeons circled with ceaseless firesC
In pits and dens and shades of death in shapes of torment and woeD
The plates and screws and racks and saws and cords and fires and cisternsE
The cruel joys of Luvah's Daughters lacerating with knivesF
And whips their victims and the deadly sport of Luvah's SonsG
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They dance around the dying and they drink the howl and groanH
They catch the shrieks in cups of gold they hand them to one anotherI
These are the sports of love and these the sweet delights of amorous playJ
Tears of the grape the death sweat of the cluster the last sighK
Of the mild youth who listens to the luring songs of LuvahK

William Blake



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