Sonnet Xvii. Happy Is England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDEDEC| Happy is England I could be content | A |
| To see no other verdure than its own | B |
| To feel no other breezes than are blown | B |
| Through its tall woods with high romances blent | A |
| Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment | A |
| For skies Italian and an inward groan | B |
| To sit upon an Alp as on a throne | B |
| And half forget what world or worldling meant | A |
| Happy is England sweet her artless daughters | C |
| Enough their simple loveliness for me | D |
| Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging | E |
| Yet do I often warmly burn to see | D |
| Beauties of deeper glance and hear their singing | E |
| And float with them about the summer waters | C |
John Keats
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