In Memoriam A. H. H.: Is It, Then, Regret For Buried Time Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDDCEFFE GHHG

Is it then regret for buried timeA
That keenlier in sweet April wakesB
And meets the year and gives and takesB
The colours of the crescent primeA
Not all the songs the stirring airC
The life re orient out of dustD
Cry thro' the sense to hearten trustD
In that which made the world so fairC
Not all regret the face will shineE
Upon me while I muse aloneF
And that dear voice I once have knownF
Still speak to me of me and mineE
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Yet less of sorrow lives in meG
For days of happy commune deadH
Less yearning for the friendship fledH
Than some strong bond which is to beG

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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