Lord darlington wasn't a bad man. he wasn't a bad man at all. and at least he had the privilege of being able to say at the end of his life that he made his own mistakes. his lordship was a courageous man. he chose a certain path in life, it proved to be a misguided one, but there, he chose it, he can say that at least. as for myself, i cannot even claim that. you see, i trusted. i trusted his lordship's wisdom. all those years i served him, i trusted i was doing something worthwhile. i can't even say i made my own mistakes. really -- one has to ask oneself -- what dignity is there in that

Match each excerpt to the correct stanza structure. 1. 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) 2. 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) 3. 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) 4. 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) quatrain couplet octave sestet