The Call Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFFI must get out to the woods again to the whispering tree and the birds a wing | A |
Away from the haunts of pale faced men to the spaces wide where strength is king | A |
I must get out where the skies are blue and the air is clean and the rest is sweet | B |
Out where there's never a task to do or a goal to reach or a foe to meet | B |
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I must get out on the trails once more that wind through shadowy haunts and cool | C |
Away from the presence of wall and door and see myself in a crystal pool | C |
I must get out with the silent things where neither laughter nor hate is heard | D |
Where malice never the humblest stings and no one is hurt by a spoken word | D |
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Oh I've heard the call of the tall white pine and heard the call of the running brook | E |
I'm tired of the tasks which each day are mine I'm weary of reading a printed book | E |
I want to get out of the din and strife the clang and clamor of turning wheel | F |
And walk for a day where life is life and the joys are true and the pictures real | F |
Edgar Albert Guest
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