To The King, To Cure The Evil. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHHII

To find that tree of life whose fruits did feedA
And leaves did heal all sick of human seedA
To find Bethesda and an angel thereB
Stirring the waters I am come and hereC
At last I find after my much to doD
The tree Bethesda and the angel tooD
And all in your blest hand which has the powersE
Of all those suppling healing herbs and flowersE
To that soft charm that spell that magic boughF
That high enchantment I betake me nowF
And to that hand the branch of heaven's fair treeG
I kneel for help O lay that hand on meG
Adored C sar and my faith is suchH
I shall be heal'd if that my king but touchH
The evil is not yours my sorrow singsI
Mine is the evil but the cure the king'sI

Robert Herrick



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