At Toledo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHFIJKLMNOPQO| The little stones chuckle against the fields | A |
| 'We are so small God will not think of us | B |
| We are so old already we have seen | C |
| So many generations blunt their ploughs | D |
| Tilling the fields we lie in and we dream | E |
| Of our first sleep among the ancient hills ' | F |
| The grass laughs thinking 'I am born and die | G |
| And born and die and know not birth or death | H |
| Only the going on of the green earth ' | F |
| The rivers pass and pass and are the same | I |
| And I who see the beauty of the world | J |
| Pass and am not the same or know it not | K |
| And know the world no more O is not this | L |
| Some horrible conspiracy of things | M |
| That I have known and loved and lingered with | N |
| All my days through and now they turn like hosts | O |
| Who have grown tired of a delaying guest | P |
| They cast me out from their eternity | Q |
| God is in league with their forgetfulness | O |
Arthur Symons
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