How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDDCDC

How many bards gild the lapses of timeA
A few of them have ever been the foodB
Of my delighted fancy I could broodB
Over their beauties earthly or sublimeA
And often when I sit me down to rhymeA
These will in throngs before my mind intrudeB
But no confusion no disturbance rudeB
Do they occasion 'tis a pleasing chimeA
So the unnumbered sounds that evening storeC
The songs of birds the whispering of the leavesD
The voice of waters the great bell that heavesD
With solemn sound and thousand others moreC
That distance of recognizance bereavesD
Makes pleasing music and not wild uproarC

John Keats



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