August Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE FGHG IJKL BMNM OPQR STUT VWXW YBZB A2B2C2B2 D2A2E2A2 A2A2F2| This was its promise held to faithfully | A |
| The early morning sun came in this way | B |
| Until the angle of its saffron beam | C |
| Between the curtains and the sofa lay | B |
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| And with its ochre heat it spread across | D |
| The village houses and the nearby wood | E |
| Upon my bed and on my dampened pillow | F |
| And to the corner where the bookcase stood | E |
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| Then I recalled the reason why my pillow | F |
| Had been so dampened by those tears that fell | G |
| I'd dreamt I saw you coming one by one | H |
| Across the wood to wish me your farewell | G |
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| You came in ones and twos a straggling crowd | I |
| Then suddenly someone mentioned a word | J |
| It was the sixth of August by Old Style | K |
| And the Transfiguration of Our Lord | L |
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| For from Mount Tabor usually this day | B |
| There comes a light without a flame to shine | M |
| And autumn draws all eyes upon itself | N |
| As clear and unmistaken as a sign | M |
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| But you came forward through the tiny stripped | O |
| The pauperly and trembling alder grove | P |
| Into the graveyard's coppice russet red | Q |
| Which like stamped gingerbread lay there and glowed | R |
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| And with the silence of those high treetops | S |
| Was neighbour only the imposing sky | T |
| And in the echoed crowing of the cocks | U |
| The distances and distances rang by | T |
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| There in the churchyard underneath the trees | V |
| Like some surveyor from the government | W |
| Death gazed on my pale face to estimate | X |
| How large a grave would suit my measurement | W |
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| All those who stood there could distinctly hear | Y |
| A quiet voice emerge from where I lay | B |
| The voice was mine my past prophetic words | Z |
| That sounded now unsullied by decay | B |
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| 'Farewell wonder of azure and of gold | A2 |
| Surrounding the Transfiguration's power | B2 |
| Assuage now with a woman's last caress | C2 |
| The bitterness of my predestined hour | B2 |
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| 'Farewell timeless expanse of passing years | D2 |
| Farewell woman who flung your challenge steeled | A2 |
| Against the abyss of humiliations | E2 |
| For it is I who am your battlefield | A2 |
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| 'Farewell you span of open wings outspread | A2 |
| The voluntary obstinacy of flight | A2 |
| O figure of the world revealed in speech | F2 |
| Creative genius wonder working might ' | - |
Boris Pasternak
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