The Chestnut Casts His Flambeaux Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IDID AAAA JKJK

The chestnut casts his flambeaux and the flowersA
Stream from the hawthorn on the wind awayB
The doors clap to the pane is blind with showersA
Pass me the can lad there's an end of MayB
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There's one spoilt spring to scant our mortal lotC
One season ruined of your little storeD
May will be fine next year as like as notC
But ay but then we shall be twenty fourD
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We for a certainty are not the firstE
Have sat in taverns while the tempest hurledF
Their hopeful plans to emptiness and cursedE
Whatever brute and blackguard made the worldF
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It is in truth iniquity on highG
To cheat our sentenced souls of aught they craveH
And mar the merriment as you and IG
Fare on our long fool's errand to the graveH
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Iniquity it is but pass the canI
My lad no pair of kings our mothers boreD
Our only portion is the estate of manI
We want the moon but we shall get no moreD
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If here to day the cloud of thunder loursA
To morrow it will hie on far behestsA
The flesh will grieve on other bones than oursA
Soon and the soul will mourn in other breastsA
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The troubles of our proud and angry dustJ
Are from eternity and shall not failK
Bear them we can and if we can we mustJ
Shoulder the sky my lad and drink your aleK

Alfred Edward Housman



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