The Return Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFEGG HIJJKKBBLLEEL BBEEMMNNBBGG BBOOPPEEQQ RRSSGG TTHIUUU HIKKBBBB SSAA

The grass was gray with the moonlit dewA
The stones were white as I came throughA
I came down the path by the thirteen yewsB
Through the blocks of shade that the moonlight hewsB
And when I came to the high lych gateC
I waited awhile where the corpses waitC
Then I came down the road where the moonlight layD
Like the fallen ghost of the light of dayD
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The bats shrieked high in their zigzag flightE
The owls' spread wings were quiet and whiteE
The wind and the poplar gave sigh for sighF
And all about were the rustling shyF
Little live creatures that love the nightE
Little wild creatures timid and freeG
I passed and they were not afraid of meG
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It was over the meadow and down the laneH
The way to come to my house againI
Through the wood where the lovers talkJ
And the ghosts they say get leave to walkJ
I wore the clothes that we all must wearK
And no one saw me walking thereK
No one saw my pale feet passB
By my garden path to my garden grassB
My garden was hung with the veil of springL
Plum tree and pear tree blossomingL
It lay in the moon's cold sheet of lightE
In garlands and silence wondrous and whiteE
As a dead bride decked for her buryingL
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Then I saw the face of my houseB
Held close in the arms of the blossomed boughsB
I leaned my face to the window brightE
To feel if the heart of my house beat rightE
The firelight hung it with fitful goldM
It was warm as the house of the dead is coldM
I saw the settles the candles tallN
The black faced presses against the wallN
Polished beechwood and shining brassB
The gleam of china the glitter of glassB
All the little things that were home to meG
Everything as it used to beG
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Then I said The fire of life still burnsB
And I have returned whence none returnsB
I will warm my hands where the fire is litO
I will warm my heart in the heart of itO
So I called aloud to the one withinP
Open open and let me inP
Let me in to the fire and the lightE
It is very cold out here in the nightE
There was never a stir or an answering breathQ
Only a silence as deep as deathQ
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Then I beat on the window and called and criedR
No one heard me and none repliedR
The golden silence lay warm and deepS
And I wept as the dead forgotten weepS
And there was no one to hear or seeG
To comfort me to have pity on meG
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But deep in the silence something stirredT
Something that had not seen or heardT
And two drew near to the window paneH
Kissed in the moonlight and kissed againI
And looked through my face to the moon shroud spreadU
Over the garlanded garden bedU
And How ghostly the moonlight is she saidU
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Back through the garden the wood the laneH
I came to mine own place againI
I wore the garments we all must wearK
And no one saw me walking thereK
No one heard my thin feet passB
Through the white of the stones and the gray of the grassB
Along the path where the moonlight hewsB
Slabs of shadow for thirteen yewsB
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In the hollow where drifted dreams lie deepS
It is good to sleep it was good to sleepS
But my bed has grown cold with the drip of the dewA
And I cannot sleep as I used to doA

E. (edith) Nesbit



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