Question

In form and feature, face and limb,
I grew so like my brother.
That folks got taking me for him,
And each for one another.
It puzzled all our kith and kin,
It reached a fearful pitch;
For one of us was born a twin,
Yet not a soul knew which.
This fatal likeness even dogged
My footsteps, when at school,
And I was always getting flogged,
For John turned out a fool.
I put this question, fruitlessly,
To everyone I knew,
“What would you do, if you were me,
To prove that you were you?'
One day, to make the matter worse,
Before our names were fixed,
As we were being washed by nurse,
We got completely mixed;
And thus, you see, by fat's decree,
Or rather nurse's whim,
My brother John got christened me,
And I got christened him.
Our close resemblance turned the tide
Of my domestic life,
For somehow, my intended bride
Became my brother's wife.
In fact, year after year the same
Absurd mistakes went on,
And when I died, the neighbours came
And buried brother John.
....Henry Sambrooke Leigh
Title
* Name of the poet
* Rhyme scheme
* Figure of speech (any one)
* Theme / Central idea (in 2 to 3 lines).
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Answer 1

answer : *name of poet is Henry Sambrooke Liegh

*this is a rhyme about 2 alike brothers whose everything just became each one and anothers

*5th line of poem - repetition

Kith and Kin

judwaa bhai ka pyaara naata

Answer 2

Answer:

matching in forms, feature,face and limb