And my heart makes heavy answer,

     To the voice that comes no more,

     To the whisper that is welling

     From the far off happy shore.

   If you are not satisfied with these simple ways of not succeeding, please try the Grosvenor Gallery style. Here the great point is to make the rhyme arrive at the end of a very long word, you should also be free with your alliterations.

     LULLABY.

     When the sombre night is dumb,

     Hushed the loud chrysanthemum,

     Sister, sleep!

     Sleep, the lissom lily saith,

     Sleep, the poplar whispereth,

     Soft and deep!

     Filmy floats the wild woodbine,

     Jonquil, jacinth, jessamine,

     Float and flow.

     Sleeps the water wild and wan,

     As in far off Toltecan

     Mexico.

     See, upon the sun-dial,

     Waves the midnight’s misty pall,

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