In Country Sleep Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCBBD EFGHIEG JCGCKJG LBMBLLM NDOPNNO DQRQDDR STUTVVW XYZYXXZ A2QB2C2A2A2D2 A D2E2E2D2D2D2 F2D2D2G2OO OH2H2I2I2O OD2D2D2D2O RJ2J2AD2R J2K2K2J2J2J2 L2E2E2M2M2M2 I2BBH2H2H2| I | A |
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| Never and never my girl riding far and near | B |
| In the land of the hearthstone tales and spelled asleep | C |
| Fear or believe that the wolf in a sheepwhite hood | D |
| Loping and bleating roughly and blithely shall leap | C |
| My dear my dear | B |
| Out of a lair in the flocked leaves in the dew dipped year | B |
| To eat your heart in the house in the rosy wood | D |
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| Sleep good for ever slow and deep spelled rare and wise | E |
| My girl ranging the night in the rose and shire | F |
| Of the hobnail tales no gooseherd or swine will turn | G |
| Into a homestall king or hamlet of fire | H |
| And prince of ice | I |
| To court the honeyed heart from your side before sunrise | E |
| In a spinney of ringed boys and ganders spike and burn | G |
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| Nor the innocent lie in the rooting dingle wooed | J |
| And staved and riven among plumes my rider weep | C |
| From the broomed witch's spume you are shielded by fern | G |
| And flower of country sleep and the greenwood keep | C |
| Lie fast and soothed | K |
| Safe be and smooth from the bellows of the rushy brood | J |
| Never my girl until tolled to sleep by the stern | G |
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| Bell believe or fear that the rustic shade or spell | L |
| Shall harrow and snow the blood while you ride wide and near | B |
| For who unmanningly haunts the mountain ravened eaves | M |
| Or skulks in the dell moon but moonshine echoing clear | B |
| From the starred well | L |
| A hill touches an angel Out of a saint's cell | L |
| The nightbird lauds through nunneries and domes of leaves | M |
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| Her robin breasted tree three Marys in the rays | N |
| Sanctum sanctorum the animal eye of the wood | D |
| In the rain telling its beads and the gravest ghost | O |
| The owl at its knelling Fox and holt kneel before blood | P |
| Now the tales praise | N |
| The star rise at pasture and nightlong the fables graze | N |
| On the lord's table of the bowing grass Fear most | O |
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| For ever of all not the wolf in his baaing hood | D |
| Nor the tusked prince in the ruttish farm at the rind | Q |
| And mire of love but the Thief as meek as the dew | R |
| The country is holy O bide in that country kind | Q |
| Know the green good | D |
| Under the prayer wheeling moon in the rosy wood | D |
| Be shielded by chant and flower and gay may you | R |
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| Lie in grace Sleep spelled at rest in the lowly house | S |
| In the squirrel nimble grove under linen and thatch | T |
| And star held and blessed though you scour the high four | U |
| Winds from the dousing shade and the roarer at the latch | T |
| Cool in your vows | V |
| Yet out of the beaked web dark and the pouncing boughs | V |
| Be you sure the Thief will seek a way sly and sure | W |
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| And sly as snow and meek as dew blown to the thorn | X |
| This night and each vast night until the stern bell talks | Y |
| In the tower and tolls to sleep over the stalls | Z |
| Of the hearthstone tales my own lost love and the soul walks | Y |
| The waters shorn | X |
| This night and each night since the falling star you were born | X |
| Ever and ever he finds a way as the snow falls | Z |
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| As the rain falls hail on the fleece as the vale mist rides | A2 |
| Through the haygold stalls as the dew falls on the wind | Q |
| Milled dust of the apple tree and the pounded islands | B2 |
| Of the morning leaves as the star falls as the winged | C2 |
| Apple seed glides | A2 |
| And falls and flowers in the yawning wound at our sides | A2 |
| As the world falls silent as the cyclone of silence | D2 |
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| II | A |
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| Night and the reindeer on the clouds above the haycocks | D2 |
| And the wings of the great roc ribboned for the fair | E2 |
| The leaping saga of prayer And high there on the hare | E2 |
| Heeled winds the rooks | D2 |
| Cawing from their black bethels soaring the holy books | D2 |
| Of birds Among the cocks like fire the red fox | D2 |
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| Burning Night and the vein of birds in the winged sloe wrist | F2 |
| Of the wood Pastoral beat of blood through the laced leaves | D2 |
| The stream from the priest black wristed spinney and sleeves | D2 |
| Of thistling frost | G2 |
| Of the nightingale's din and tale The upgiven ghost | O |
| Of the dingle torn to singing and the surpliced | O |
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| Hill of cypresses The din and tale in the skimmed | O |
| Yard of the buttermilk rain on the pail The sermon | H2 |
| Of blood The bird loud vein The saga from mermen | H2 |
| To seraphim | I2 |
| Leaping The gospel rooks All tell this night of him | I2 |
| Who comes as red as the fox and sly as the heeled wind | O |
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| Illumination of music the lulled black backed | O |
| Gull on the wave with sand in its eyes And the foal moves | D2 |
| Through the shaken greensward lake silent on moonshod hooves | D2 |
| In the winds' wakes | D2 |
| Music of elements that a miracle makes | D2 |
| Earth air water fire singing into the white act | O |
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| The haygold haired my love asleep and the rift blue | R |
| Eyed in the haloed house in her rareness and hilly | J2 |
| High riding held and blessed and true and so stilly | J2 |
| Lying the sky | A |
| Might cross its planets the bell weep night gather her eyes | D2 |
| The Thief fall on the dead like the willy nilly dew | R |
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| Only for the turning of the earth in her holy | J2 |
| Heart Slyly slowly hearing the wound in her side go | K2 |
| Round the sun he comes to my love like the designed snow | K2 |
| And truly he | J2 |
| Flows to the strand of flowers like the dew's ruly sea | J2 |
| And surely he sails like the ship shape clouds Oh he | J2 |
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| Comes designed to my love to steal not her tide raking | L2 |
| Wound nor her riding high nor her eyes nor kindled hair | E2 |
| But her faith that each vast night and the saga of prayer | E2 |
| He comes to take | M2 |
| Her faith that this last night for his unsacred sake | M2 |
| He comes to leave her in the lawless sun awaking | M2 |
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| Naked and forsaken to grieve he will not come | I2 |
| Ever and ever by all your vows believe and fear | B |
| My dear this night he comes and night without end my dear | B |
| Since you were born | H2 |
| And you shall wake from country sleep this dawn and each first dawn | H2 |
| Your faith as deathless as the outcry of the ruled sun | H2 |
Dylan Thomas
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