Xviii: The Rain It Streams On Stone And Hillock Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCB DEFFE FGGGG HIJJI KLMMN

The rain it streams on stone and hillockA
The boot clings to the clayB
Since all is done that's due and rightC
Let's home and now my lad good nightC
For I must turn awayB
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Good night my lad for nought's eternalD
No league of ours for sureE
To morrow I shall miss you lessF
And ache of heart and heavinessF
Are things that time should cureE
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Over the hill the highway marchesF
And what's beyond is wideG
Oh soon enough will pine to noughtG
Remembrance and the faithful thoughtG
That sits the grave besideG
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The skies they are not always rainingH
Nor grey the twelvemonth throughI
And I shall meet good days and mirthJ
And range the lovely lands of earthJ
With friends no worse than youI
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But oh my man the house is fallenK
That none can build againL
My man how full of joy and woeM
Your mother bore you years agoM
To night to lie in the rainN

Alfred Edward Housman



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