An Evening Walk In Spring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDEFGHGAIAIJKJK LMLJNINIOAOAPQPQRLRL HSFSTDTDUVUVSWSWXYXY CZCZJUJUWPWP

It was but some few nights agoA
I wandered down this quiet laneB
I pray that I may never knowA
The feelings then I felt againC
The leaves were shining all aboutD
You might almost have seen them springingE
I heard the cuckoo's simple shoutD
And all the little birds were singingE
It was not dull the air was clearF
All lovely sights and sounds to dealG
My eyes could see my ears could hearH
Only my heart it would not feelG
And yet that it should not be soA
My mind kept telling me withinI
Though nought was wrong that I did knowA
I thought I must have done some sinI
For I am sure as I can beJ
That they who have been wont to lookK
On all in Nature's face they seeJ
Even as in the Holy BookK
They who with pure and humble eyesL
Have gazed and read her lessons highM
And taught their spirits to be wiseL
In love and human sympathyJ
That they can soon and surely tellN
When aught has gone amiss withinI
When the mind is not sound and wellN
Nor the soul free from taint of sinI
For as God's Spirit from aboveO
So Beauty is to them belowA
And when they slight that holy loveO
Their hearts that presence may not knowA
So I turned home the way I cameP
With downcast looks and heavy heartQ
A guilty thing and full of shameP
With a dull grief that had no smartQ
It chanced when I was nearly thereR
That all at once I raised my eyesL
Was it a dream or vision rareR
That then they saw before them riseL
I see it now before me hereH
As often often I have doneS
As bright as it could then appearF
All shining in the setting sunS
Elms with their mantling foliage spreadT
And tall dark poplars rising outD
And blossomed orchards white and redT
Cast like a long low fence aboutD
And in the midst the grey church towerU
With one slight turret at its sideV
Bringing to mind with silent powerU
Those thousand homes the elm trees hideV
And then there came the thought of oneS
Who on his bed of sickness layW
Whilst I beneath the setting sunS
Was dreaming this sweet hour awayW
I thought of hearts for him that beatX
Of aching eyes their watch that keptY
The sister's and the mother's seatX
And oh I thought I should have weptY
And oh my spirit melted thenC
The weight fell off me that I boreZ
And now I felt in truth againC
The lovely things that stood beforeZ
O blessed blessed scene to theeJ
For that thy sweet and softening powerU
I could have fallen upon my kneeJ
Thy stately elms thy grey church towerU
So then I took my homeward wayW
My heart in sweet and holy frameP
With spirit I may dare to sayW
More good and soft than when I cameP

Arthur Hugh Clough



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