To Robert Batty, M.d., On His Giving Me A Lock Of Milton's Hair Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACBBC DDEDEE

It lies before me there and my own breathA
Stirs its thin outer threads as though besideB
The living head I stood in honoured prideB
Talking of lovely things that conquer deathA
Perhaps he pressed it once or underneathC
Ran his fine fingers when he leant blank eyedB
And saw in fancy Adam and his brideB
With their heaped locks or his own Delphic wreathC
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There seems a love in hair though it be deadD
It is the gentlest yet the strongest threadD
Of our frail plant a blossom from the treeE
Surviving the proud trunk as if it saidD
Patience and gentleness in power In meE
Behold affectionate eternityE

James Henry Leigh Hunt



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