Mad Blake Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDD EFEFGHGH

Blake saw a treeful of angels at Peckham RyeA
And his hands could lay hold on the tiger's terrible heartB
Blake knew how deep is Hell and Heaven how highA
And could build the universe from one tiny partB
Blake heard the asides of God as with furrowed browC
He sifts the star streams between the Then and the NowC
In vast infant sagacity brooding an infant's graceD
Shining serene on his simple benignant faceD
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Blake was mad they say and Space's Pandora boxE
Loosed its wonders upon him devils but angels indeedF
I they say am sane but no key of mine unlocksE
One lock of one gate wherethrough Heaven's glory is freedF
And I stand and I hold my breath daylong yearlongG
Out of comfort and easy dreaming evermore starting awakeH
Yearning beyond all sanity for some echo of that SongG
Of Songs that was sung to the soul of the madman BlakeH

William Rose Benet



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