In Nunhead Cemetary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJKK LMMN OOP QQQPRRSFSR R THTH KQKQ UVUVVU WLLLLW XJXJWWJW YYYZA2ZA2A2Z LLRRLL| It is the clay what makes the earth stick to his spade | A |
| He fills in holes like this year after year | B |
| The others have gone they were tired and half afraid | A |
| But I would rather be standing here | C |
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| There is nowhere else to go I have seen this place | D |
| From the windows of the train that's going past | E |
| Against the sky This is rain on my face | D |
| It was raining here when I saw it last | E |
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| There is something horrible about a flower | F |
| This broken in my hand is one of those | G |
| He threw it in just now it will not live another hour | F |
| There are thousands more you do not miss a rose | G |
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| One of the children hanging about | H |
| Pointed at the whole dreadful heap and smiled | I |
| This morning after THAT was carried out | H |
| There is something terrible about a child | I |
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| We were like children last week in the Strand | J |
| That was the day you laughed at me | K |
| Because I tried to make you understand | J |
| The cheap stale chap I used to be | K |
| Before I saw the things you made me see | K |
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| This is not a real place perhaps by and by | L |
| I shall wake I am getting drenched with all this rain | M |
| To morrow I will tell you about the eyes of the Chrystal Palace train | M |
| Looking down on us and you will laugh and I shall see what you see again | N |
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| Not here not now We said 'Not yet | O |
| Across our low stone parapet | O |
| Will the quick shadows of the sparrows fall | P |
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| But still it was a lovely thing | Q |
| Through the grey months to wait for Spring | Q |
| With the birds that go a gypsying | Q |
| In the parks till the blue seas call | P |
| And next to these you used to care | R |
| For the Lions in Trafalgar Square | R |
| Who'll stand and speak for London when her bell of Judgement tolls | S |
| And the gulls at Westminster that were | F |
| The old sea captains souls | S |
| To day again the brown tide splashes step by step the river stair | R |
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| And the gulls are there | R |
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| By a month we have missed our Day | T |
| The children would have hung about | H |
| Round the carriage and over the way | T |
| As you and I came out | H |
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| We should have stood on the gulls' black cliffs and heard the sea | K |
| And seen the moon's white track | Q |
| I would have called you would have come to me | K |
| And kissed me back | Q |
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| You have never done that I do not know | U |
| Why I stood staring at your bed | V |
| And heard you though you spoke so low | U |
| But could not reach your hands your little head | V |
| There was nothing we could not do you said | V |
| And you went and I let you go | U |
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| Now I will burn you back I will burn you through | W |
| Though I am damned for it we two will lie | L |
| And burn here where the starlings fly | L |
| To these white stones from the wet sky | L |
| Dear you will say this is not I | L |
| It would not be you it would not be you | W |
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| If for only a little while | X |
| You will think of it you will understand | J |
| If you will touch my sleeve and smile | X |
| As you did that morning in the Strand | J |
| I can wait quietly with you | W |
| Or go away if you want me to | W |
| God What is God but your face has gone and your hand | J |
| Let me stay here too | W |
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| When I was quite a little lad | Y |
| At Christmas time we went half mad | Y |
| For joy of all the toys we had | Y |
| And then we used to sing about the sheep | Z |
| The shepherds watched by night | A2 |
| We used to pray to Christ to keep | Z |
| Our small souls safe till morning light | A2 |
| I am scared I am staying with you to night | A2 |
| Put me to sleep | Z |
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| I shall stay here here you can see the sky | L |
| The houses in the street are much too high | L |
| There is no one left to speak to there | R |
| Here they are everywhere | R |
| And just above them fields and fields of roses lie | L |
| If he would dig it all up again they would not die | L |
Charlotte Mary Mew
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