Question

The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,
And hide in cooling trees a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead,
That is the grasshopper’s –he takes the lead
In summer luxury --- he has never done
With his delights, for when tired out with fun
He rests ease beneath some pleasant weed.


The poetry of earth is ceasing never:
On a lone winter evening when the frost
Has wrought a silence, from the stone there shrills
The cricketer’s song, in warmth increasing ever,
And seems to one in drowsiness half lost
The grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.
1 Name the rhyming from both the stanza.​

Answer 1

The Poetry of earth is never dead:    

  When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,    

  And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run    

From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead;    

That is the Grasshopper’s—he takes the lead      

  In summer luxury,—he has never done    

  With his delights; for when tired out with fun    

He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.    

The poetry of earth is ceasing never:    

  On a lone winter evening, when the frost     

    Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills    

The Cricket’s song, in warmth increasing ever,    

  And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,    

    The Grasshopper’s among some grassy hills.

Answer 2

Answer:

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