Nightfall In The Fens Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBC DEF GGH IIJ KKL MMN OOJ PPQ RRS TTU VVW XXB YYV ZZA2 PPB2 C2C2D2 E2E2F2 G2G2H2 I2I2J2 K2K2C L2L2M2 N2N2O2A | |
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One hour ago the red hot sun below the bright horizon sank | B |
The long midsummer day is done Our boat is moored beneath the bank | B |
The glory of the crimson west dies slowly on the river's breast | C |
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The water violet shuts its eye the water lily petals close | D |
So in the evening light we lie and dream in undisturbed repose | E |
How far all petty cares have flown How calm the fretful world has grown | F |
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We only hear the gentle breeze in soft delicious whispers pass | G |
Through osier beds and alder trees and rustling flags and bending grass | G |
The song of blackbird in the hedge the quack of wild duck in the sedge | H |
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The distant bark of farmhouse dogs the piping of a clear voiced thrush | I |
The murmurous babble of the frogs of rippling stream in reed and rush | I |
The splash of hungry trout that rise to passing gnats and dragon flies | J |
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Sounds that make silence eloquent but cannot break it nor dispel | K |
The tranquil sense of still content that holds us like enchanter's spell | K |
At rest and free in this lone fen from noise of streets and striving men | L |
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What perfume in these dewy hours the rich earth to the soft air yields | M |
Sweetbriar and bean and clover flowers breathe incense from the quiet fields | M |
And every whiff that comes this way brings fragrant scent of new mown hay | N |
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A long legged heron stalks about that marshy meadow seeking food | O |
A little water hen creeps out close by us with her paddling brood | O |
A water rat in blank surprise stares at us with his beady eyes | J |
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The swallow lingers and the swift like arrow from a bow darts by | P |
Light clouds of little midges drift between us and the tender sky | P |
Cockchafers hum as they whir past But the hushed twilight gathers fast | Q |
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All Nature takes her happy ease and we no more can fume and fret | R |
No inward questions taunt and tease All life's disasters we forget | R |
All life's injustice we forgive To night it is enough to live | S |
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No time is this to talk of books no time vexed problems to discuss | T |
Through all the upward spirit looks and sees that Good is meant for us | T |
Sees more in these transparent skies than in all wise philosophies | U |
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The western glories fade and pass The twilight deepens more and more | V |
A thin mist like a breath on glass veils shining stream and distant shore | V |
And night is falling still and cool on each broad marsh and silent pool | W |
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The moor hen paddles in the weeds no longer for her chicks are fed | X |
The heron rising from the reeds goes slowly sailing home to bed | X |
Just now from off that mossy bank the little brown rat slipped and sank | B |
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Night comes at length The last pale gleam of lingering day has disappeared | Y |
On silent fields and quiet stream a few stars shine the mist has cleared | Y |
The willows of the further shore stand outlined on the sky once more | V |
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No hum of gnat or bee is heard no pipe of thrush on hawthorn bough | Z |
No cry of any beast or bird to stir the solemn stillness now | Z |
Though all the soundless air is rife with latent energies of life | A2 |
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Only a vagrant bat we see on silken pinion flitting by | P |
Only a white owl roaming free with downy wings and steadfast eye | P |
Two ghostly visions in their flight two noiseless shadows of the night | B2 |
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How clear the darkness and how fine the plumes upon those bulbous stumps | C2 |
A luminous greyness seems to shine behind those serried osier clumps | C2 |
And sharper in the pallid glow the stems of flag and bulrush grow | D2 |
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A faint dawn breaks on yonder sedge and broadens in that bed of weeds | E2 |
A bright disc shows its radiant edge the round moon rises from the reeds | E2 |
Its level rays of silver glide across the steel dark river tide | F2 |
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They burnish steel to silver bright a mirror for an angel meet | G2 |
They bridge it with a bridge of light fit pathway for an angel's feet | G2 |
If angel feet and angel face haunt mortal creatures' dwelling place | H2 |
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The widening track of glory streams to this low margin where we sit | I2 |
My sight swims in its dazzling beams and heart and brain are steeped in it | I2 |
Are washed from all the dust and grime the smears and tears of working time | J2 |
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Like waves when stormy winds are past my toils and turmoils sink and cease | K2 |
Like long bound captive free at last I bask in ecstasies of peace | K2 |
Like tired child I lie at rest upon my unknown parent's breast | C |
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There may be happier worlds than this a heavenly country vast and fair | L2 |
Where saints and seraphs dwell in bliss but I pray not for entrance there | L2 |
While in my human flesh I live I ask no more than earth can give | M2 |
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Ethereal essences may roam Elysian fields beyond the grave | N2 |
But I a man am in my home with all I love and all I crave | N2 |
How is it faithful friend with thee This sweet world is enough for me | O2 |
Ada Cambridge
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