Netley Abbey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDCEFEFGG| Fallen pile I ask not what has been thy fate | A |
| But when the winds slow wafted from the main | B |
| Through each rent arch like spirits that complain | B |
| Come hollow to my ear I meditate | A |
| On this world's passing pageant and the lot | C |
| Of those who once majestic in their prime | D |
| Stood smiling at decay till bowed by time | D |
| Or injury their early boast forgot | C |
| They may have fallen like thee Pale and forlorn | E |
| Their brow besprent with thin hairs white as snow | F |
| They lift still unsubdued as they would scorn | E |
| This short lived scene of vanity and woe | F |
| Whilst on their sad looks smilingly they bear | G |
| The trace of creeping age and the pale hue of care | G |
William Lisle Bowles
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