The Gods Are Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABA ABAB ABAABB| The gods are dead Perhaps they are Who knows | A |
| Living at least in Lempriere undeleted | B |
| The wise the fair the awful the jocose | A |
| Are one and all I like to think retreated | B |
| In some still land of lilacs and the rose | A |
| - | |
| Once high they sat and high o er earthly shows | A |
| With sacrificial dance and song were greeted | B |
| Once long ago But now the story goes | A |
| The gods are dead | B |
| - | |
| It must be true The world a world of prose | A |
| Full crammed with facts in science swathed and sheeted | B |
| Nods in a stertorous after dinner doze | A |
| Plangent and sad in every wind that blows | A |
| Who will may hear the sorry words repeated | B |
| The Gods are Dead | B |
William Ernest Henley
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