The Precinct. Rochester Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGFFFFFHEI IFJKKFFFDFLKEIMNFO FPFQRSSFTUFVFFWFXEC YWFFZA2B2JC2 FFC2D2FE2F2F G2IH2KI2EG2H2G2J2K2F E| The tall yellow hollyhocks stand | A |
| Still and straight | B |
| With their round blossoms spread open | C |
| In the quiet sunshine | D |
| And still is the old Roman wall | E |
| Rough with jagged bits of flint | F |
| And jutting stones | G |
| Old and cragged | F |
| Quite still in its antiquity | F |
| The pear trees press their branches against it | F |
| And feeling it warm and kindly | F |
| The little pears ripen to yellow and red | F |
| They hang heavy bursting with juice | H |
| Against the wall | E |
| So old so still | I |
| - | |
| The sky is still | I |
| The clouds make no sound | F |
| As they slide away | J |
| Beyond the Cathedral Tower | K |
| To the river | K |
| And the sea | F |
| It is very quiet | F |
| Very sunny | F |
| The myrtle flowers stretch themselves in the sunshine | D |
| But make no sound | F |
| The roses push their little tendrils up | L |
| And climb higher and higher | K |
| In spots they have climbed over the wall | E |
| But they are very still | I |
| They do not seem to move | M |
| And the old wall carries them | N |
| Without effort and quietly | F |
| Ripens and shields the vines and blossoms | O |
| - | |
| A bird in a plane tree | F |
| Sings a few notes | P |
| Cadenced and perfect | F |
| They weave into the silence | Q |
| The Cathedral bell knocks | R |
| One two three and again | S |
| And then again | S |
| It is a quiet sound | F |
| Calling to prayer | T |
| Hardly scattering the stillness | U |
| Only making it close in more densely | F |
| The gardener picks ripe gooseberries | V |
| For the Dean's supper to night | F |
| It is very quiet | F |
| Very regulated and mellow | W |
| But the wall is old | F |
| It has known many days | X |
| It is a Roman wall | E |
| Left over and forgotten | C |
| - | |
| Beyond the Cathedral Close | Y |
| Yelp and mutter the discontents of people not mellow | W |
| Not well regulated | F |
| People who care more for bread than for beauty | F |
| Who would break the tombs of saints | Z |
| And give the painted windows of churches | A2 |
| To their children for toys | B2 |
| People who say | J |
| 'They are dead we live | C2 |
| The world is for the living ' | - |
| - | |
| Fools It is always the dead who breed | F |
| Crush the ripe fruit and cast it aside | F |
| Yet its seeds shall fructify | C2 |
| And trees rise where your huts were standing | D2 |
| But the little people are ignorant | F |
| They chaffer and swarm | E2 |
| They gnaw like rats | F2 |
| And the foundations of the Cathedral are honeycombed | F |
| - | |
| The Dean is in the Chapter House | G2 |
| He is reading the architect's bill | I |
| For the completed restoration of the Cathedral | H2 |
| He will have ripe gooseberries for supper | K |
| And then he will walk up and down the path | I2 |
| By the wall | E |
| And admire the snapdragons and dahlias | G2 |
| Thinking how quiet and peaceful | H2 |
| The garden is | G2 |
| The old wall will watch him | J2 |
| Very quietly and patiently it will watch | K2 |
| For the wall is old | F |
| It is a Roman wall | E |
Amy Lowell
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