August Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHII JKJKLL GGGGMM NOPOQQ FRFRS PTNTGG UGUGQQ VWVWNN

LEAVE me alone for August's sleepy charmA
Is on me and I will not break the spellB
My head is on the mighty Mother's armA
I will not ask if life goes ill or wellB
There is no world I do not care to knowC
Whence aught has come nor whither it shall goC
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I want to wander over pastures stillD
Where sheared white sheep and mild eyed cattle grazeE
To climb the thymy clover covered hillD
To look down on the valley's hot blue hazeE
And on the short brown turf for hours to lieF
Gazing straight up into the clear deep skyF
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I want to walk through crisp gold harvest fieldsG
Through meadows yellowed by the August heatH
To loiter through the cool dim wood that yieldsG
Such perfect flowers and quiet so completeH
The happy woods where every bud and leafI
Is full of dreams as life is full of griefI
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I want to think no more of all the painJ
That in the city thrives a poison flowerK
The eternal loss the never coming gainJ
The lifelong woe the joy that lives an hourK
Bright evanescent as the dew that dawnL
Shows on this silent wood encircled lawnL
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I want to pull the honey bud that twinesG
About the blackberries and gold leaf sloesG
To part the boughs where the rare water shinesG
Tread the soft bank whereby the bulrush growsG
I want to be no more myself but beM
Made one with all the beauty that I seeM
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Oh happy country myriad voiced and dearN
I have no heart no eyes except for youO
Yours are the only voices I will hearP
Yours is the only bidding I will doO
You bid me be at peace and let aloneQ
That loud rough world where peace is never knownQ
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Yet through your voices comes a sterner cryF
A voice I cannot silence if I wouldR
It mars the song the lark sings to the skyF
It breaks the changeful music of the woodR
'Back to your post a charge you have to keepS
Freedom is bleeding while her soldiers sleep '-
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Oh heart of mine I have to carry hereP
Will you not let me rest a little whileT
A space 'mid doubtful fight and doubtful fearN
A little space to see the Mother's smileT
To stretch my hands out to her and possessG
No sense of aught but of her lovelinessG
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Ah just this power to feel how she is fairU
Means just the power to see how foul life isG
How can I linger in the sacred airU
And taste the pure wine of the dear sun's kissG
When in the outer dark my brothers moanQ
Nor even guess the joys that I have knownQ
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Back the least soldier goes To jar and fretV
To hope uncrowned faith tried love wounded soreW
To prayers that never have been answered yetV
To dreams that must be dreams for evermoreW
To all that after all is far more dearN
Than all the joys of all the changing yearN

Edith Nesbit



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