To John Milton Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD EFEFGG HGHGFF AIAIJJ KGKGII GAGAII LMLNAA OIOIPQ RARASS TNTNCC AUAUVV WVLVCC

'From his honoured friend William Davenant'A
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Poet of mighty power I fainB
Would court the muse that honoured theeC
And like Elisha's spirit gainB
A part of thy intensityC
And share the mantle which she flungD
Around thee when thy lyre was strungD
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Though faction's scorn at first did shunE
With coldness thy inspired songF
Though clouds of malice passed thy sunE
They could not hide it longF
Its brightness soon exhaled awayG
Dank night and gained eternal dayG
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The critics' wrath did darkly frownH
Upon thy muse's mighty layG
But blasts that break the blossom downH
Do only stir the bayG
And thine shall flourish green and longF
With the eternity of songF
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Thy genius saw in quiet moodA
Gilt fashion's follies pass thee byI
And like the monarch of the woodA
Towered oer it to the skyI
Where thou couldst sing of other spheresJ
And feel the fame of future yearsJ
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Though bitter sneers and stinging scornsK
Did throng the muse's dangerous wayG
Thy powers were past such little thornsK
They gave thee no dismayG
The scoffer's insult passed thee byI
Thou smild'st and mad'st him no replyI
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Envy will gnaw its heart awayG
To see thy genius gather rootA
And as its flowers their sweets displayG
Scorn's malice shall be muteA
Hornets that summer warmed to flyI
Shall at the death of summer dieI
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Though friendly praise hath but its hourL
And little praise with thee hath beenM
The bay may lose its summer flowerL
But still its leaves are greenN
And thine whose buds are on the shootA
Shall only fade to change to fruitA
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Fame lives not in the breath of wordsO
In public praises' hue and cryI
The music of these summer birdsO
Is silent in a winter skyI
When thine shall live and flourish onP
Oer wrecks where crowds of fames are goneQ
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The ivy shuns the city wallR
When busy clamorous crowds intrudeA
And climbs the desolated hallR
In silent solitudeA
The time worn arch the fallen domeS
Are roots for its eternal homeS
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The bard his glory neer receivesT
Where summer's common flowers are seenN
But winter finds it when she leavesT
The laurel only greenN
And time from that eternal treeC
Shall weave a wreath to honour theeC
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A sunny wreath for poets meetA
From Helicon's immortal soilU
Where sacred Time with pilgrim feetA
Walks forth to worship not to spoilU
A wreath which Fame creates and bearsV
And deathless genius only heirsV
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Nought but thy ashes shall expireW
Thy genius at thy obsequiesV
Shall kindle up its living fireL
And light the muse's skiesV
Ay it shall rise and shine and beC
A sun in song's posterityC

John Clare



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