The Inheritance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDCD EFEFGHIHGH JKJLMNMOMO| While I within her secret garden walked | A |
| The flowers that in her presence must be dumb | B |
| With me their fellow servant softly talked | A |
| Attending till the Flower of flowers should come | B |
| Then since at Court I had arrived but late | C |
| I was by love made bold | D |
| To ask that of my lady's high estate | C |
| I might be told | D |
| And glories of her blood perpetuate | C |
| In histories old | D |
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| Then they who know the chronicle of Earth | E |
| Spoke of her loveliness that like a flame | F |
| Far handed down from noble birth to birth | E |
| Gladdened the world for ages ere she came | F |
| Yea yea they said from Summer's royal sun | G |
| Comes that immortal line | H |
| And was create not for this age alone | I |
| Nor wholly thine | H |
| Being indeed a flower whose root is one | G |
| With Life Divine | H |
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| To the sweet buds that of herself are part | J |
| Already she this portion hath bequeathed | K |
| As not less surely into thy proud heart | J |
| Her nobleness O poet she hath breathed | L |
| That her inheritance by them and thee | M |
| The world may keep alway | N |
| When the still sunlight of her eyes shall be | M |
| Lost to the day | O |
| And even the fragrance of her memory | M |
| Fading away | O |
Henry John Newbolt, Sir
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