To Milton Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDDCCDMilton I think thy spirit hath passed away | A |
From these white cliffs and high embattled towers | B |
This gorgeous fiery coloured world of ours | B |
Seems fallen into ashes dull and grey | A |
And the age changed unto a mimic play | A |
Wherein we waste our else too crowded hours | B |
For all our pomp and pageantry and powers | B |
We are but fit to delve the common clay | A |
Seeing this little isle on which we stand | C |
This England this sea lion of the sea | D |
By ignorant demagogues is held in fee | D |
Who love her not Dear God is this the land | C |
Which bare a triple empire in her hand | C |
When Cromwell spake the word Democracy | D |
Oscar Fingal O'flahertie Wills Wilde
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