The Better Part Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FGHGIAIA| THERE'S a grey old church on a wind swept hill | A |
| Where three bent yew trees cower | B |
| The gipsy roses grow there still | A |
| And the thyme and Saint John's gold flower | B |
| The pale blue violets that love the chalk | C |
| Cling light round the lichened stone | D |
| And starlings chatter and grey owls talk | E |
| In the belfry o' nights alone | D |
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| It's a thousand leagues and a thousand years | F |
| From the brick built gas lit town | G |
| To the little church where the wild thyme hears | H |
| The bees and the breeze of the down | G |
| The town is crowded and hard and rough | I |
| Let those fight in its press who will | A |
| But the little churchyard is quiet enough | I |
| And there's room in the churchyard still | A |
Edith Nesbit
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