The courage that my mother had
went with her, and is with her still:
rock from new england quarried;
now granite in a granite hill.

the golden brooch my mother wore
she left behind for me to wear;
i have no thing i treasure more:
yet, it is something i could spare.
oh, if instead she’d left to me

the thing she took into the grave! –
that courage like a rock, which she
has no more need of, and i have.

which of the following creates an unexpected rhythm in the poem?

the rhyme at the ends of line 1 and 3

the rhymes at the ends of lines 5 and 7

the use of alliteration in line 2

the assonance in line 7

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