Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDEAEAFF

Nay but you who do not love herA
Is she not pure gold my mistressB
Holds earth aught speak truth above herA
Aught like this tress see and this tressC
And this last fairest tress of allD
So fair see ere I let it fallD
Because you spend your lives in praisingE
To praise you search the wide world overA
Then why not witness calmly gazingE
If earth holds aught speak truth above herA
Above this tress and this I touchF
But cannot praise I love so muchF

Robert Browning



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