Read the following poem and answer questions
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun
the higher, he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
and nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
when youth and blood are warmer,
But being spent, the worse, and worst
times still succeeds the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
and while ye may, go marry,
For, having lost but once your prime,
you may forever tarry.
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What is the Rhyme Scheme of this poem?
Question 8 options:
ABBA
ABCA
ABAB
ABCD
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