Fame Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDCD CDDEDEDDFGGHFIIH

Sometimes in the over heated house but not for longA
Smirking and speaking rather loudB
I see myself among the crowdB
Where no one fits the singer to his songA
Or sifts the unpainted from the painted facesC
Of the people who are always on my stairD
They were not with me when I walked in heavenly placesC
But could I spareD
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In the blind Earth's great silences and spacesC
The din the scuffle the long stareD
If I went back and it was not thereD
Back to the old known things that are the newE
The folded glory of the gorse the sweetbriar airD
To the larks that cannot praise us knowing nothing of what we doE
And the divine wise trees that do not careD
Yet to leave Fame still with such eyes and that bright hairD
God If I might And before I go henceF
Take in her steadG
To our tossed bedG
One little dream no matter how small how wildH
Just now I think I found it in a field under a fenceF
A frail dead new born lamb ghostly and pitiful and whiteI
A blot upon the nightI
The moon's dropped childH

Charlotte Mary Mew



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