It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. (from "Annabel Lee" by Edgar Allan Poe)
O thou, new-year, delaying long, Delayest the sorrow in my blood, That longs to burst a frozen bud And flood a fresher throat with song. (from "In Memoriam" by Alfred Lord Tennyson)
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief,; So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. (from "Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost)
At Sestos Hero dwelt; Hero the fair, Whom young Apollo courted for her hair, And offered as a dower his burning throne, Where she should sit for men to gaze upon. The outside of her garments were of lawn, The lining purple silk, with gilt stars drawn; (from "Hero and Leander" by Christopher Marlowe)
which is a seset, a quartrian, a couplet, and an octave
