O Rose, thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
what is the rhyme scheme of this poem????
شو القافيه بهي القصيده؟؟؟؟
من الصبح عم حاول اعرف ... عجزت ....:cz:..
يا ريت حدا يساعدني ...
انا حليتها هيك ...
a b c b d e f e
كل الشكر ...
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