Ken Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBDECDE FFGGHHHII JKJLLLK MMNOOMN PPQQRRSTPFFPUU VWWVXX YYZZA2WHUWUUUB2B2B2W C2OC2D2YYE2E2FFY F2F2MM| The town is old and very steep | A |
| A place of bells and cloisters and grey towers | B |
| And black clad people walking in their sleep | A |
| A nun a priest a woman taking flowers | B |
| To her new grave and watched from end to end | C |
| By the great Church above through the still hours | B |
| But in the morning and the early dark | D |
| The children wake to dart from doors and call | E |
| Down the wide crooked street where at the bend | C |
| Before it climbs up to the park | D |
| Ken's is in the gabled house facing the Castle wall | E |
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| When first I came upon him there | F |
| Suddenly on the half lit stair | F |
| I think I hardly found a trace | G |
| Of likeness to a human face | G |
| In his And I said then | H |
| If in His image God made men | H |
| Some other must have made poor Ken | H |
| But for his eyes which looked at you | I |
| As two red wounded stars might do | I |
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| He scarcely spoke you scarcely heard | J |
| His voice broke off in little jars | K |
| To tears sometimes An uncouth bird | J |
| He seemed as he ploughed up the street | L |
| Groping with knarred high lifted feet | L |
| And arms thrust out as if to beat | L |
| Always against a threat of bars | K |
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| And oftener than not there'd be | M |
| A child just higher than his knee | M |
| Trotting beside him Through his dim | N |
| Long twilight this at least shone clear | O |
| That all the children and the deer | O |
| Whom every day he went to see | M |
| Out in the park belonged to him | N |
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| God help the folk that next him sits | P |
| He fidgets so with his poor wits | P |
| The neighbours said on Sunday nights | Q |
| When he would go to Church to see the lights | Q |
| Although for these he used to fix | R |
| His eyes upon a crucifix | R |
| In a dark corner staring on | S |
| Till everybody else had gone | T |
| And sometimes in his evil fits | P |
| You could not move him from his chair | F |
| You did not look at him as he sat there | F |
| Biting his rosary to bits | P |
| While pointing to the Christ he tried to say | U |
| Take it away | U |
| - | |
| Nothing was dead | V |
| He said a bird if he picked up a broken wing | W |
| A perished leaf or any such thing | W |
| Was just a rose and once when I had said | V |
| He must not stand and knock there any more | X |
| He left a twig on the mat outside my door | X |
| - | |
| Not long ago | Y |
| The last thrush stiffened in the snow | Y |
| While black against a sullen sky | Z |
| The sighing pines stood by | Z |
| But now the wind has left our rattled pane | A2 |
| To flutter the hedge sparrow's wing | W |
| The birches in the wood are red again | H |
| And only yesterday | U |
| The larks went up a little way to sing | W |
| What lovers say | U |
| Who loiter in the lanes to day | U |
| The buds begin to talk of May | U |
| With learned rooks on city trees | B2 |
| And if God please | B2 |
| With all of these | B2 |
| We too shall see another Spring | W |
| - | |
| But in that red brick barn upon the hill | C2 |
| I wonder can one own the deer | O |
| And does one walk with children still | C2 |
| As one did here | D2 |
| Do roses grow | Y |
| Beneath those twenty windows in a row | Y |
| And if some night | E2 |
| When you have not seen any light | E2 |
| They cannot move you from your chair | F |
| What happens there | F |
| I do not know | Y |
| - | |
| So when they took | F2 |
| Ken to that place I did not look | F2 |
| After he called and turned on me | M |
| His eyes These I shall see | M |
Charlotte Mary Mew
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