I found this poem a while ago, and I'm wondering what verse form and meter it utilises:
The wrinkling sea shone dimly
Beneath a waxen moon.
The bitter gale blew bleakly
Against a mermaid’s croon.
And beneath the wistful silence,
As the sweaty seamen slept,
While sighing into the somber sky,
The rueful raven wept.
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