To My Mother Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDC ABCDDC

Life is bitter All the faces of the yearsA
Young and old are grey with travail and with tearsB
Must we only wake to toil to tire to weepC
In the sun among the leaves upon the flowersD
Slumber stills to dreamy death the heavy hoursD
Let me sleepC
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Riches won but mock the old unable yearsA
Fame's a pearl that hides beneath a sea of tearsB
Love must wither or must live alone and weepC
In the sunshine through the leaves across the flowersD
While we slumber death approaches though the hoursD
Let me sleepC

William Ernest Henley



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