Read the excerpt “An Irish Airman Foresees His Death.”
I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,
No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before.

The excerpt's rhyme scheme is
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