A Country God Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFFE GHGHDIJKI DLDMDNOOP DQDQDLDDL| WHEN groping farms are lanterned up | A |
| And stolchy ploughlands hid in grief | B |
| And glimmering byroads catch the drop | C |
| That weeps from sprawling twig and leaf | B |
| And heavy hearted spins the wind | D |
| Among the tattered flags of Mirth | E |
| Then who but I flit to and fro | F |
| With shuddering speech with mope and mow | F |
| And glass the eyes of Earth | E |
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| Then haunting by some moanish brook | G |
| Where lank and snaky brambles swim | H |
| Or where the hill pines swarthy look | G |
| I whirry through the dark and hymn | H |
| A dull voiced dirge and threnody | D |
| An echo of the world's sad drone | I |
| That now appals the friendly stars | J |
| O wail for blind brave youth whose wars | K |
| Turn happiness to stone | I |
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| How rang my cavern shades of old | D |
| To my melodious pipes and then | L |
| My bright haired bergomask patrolled | D |
| Each lawn and plot for laughter's din | M |
| Never a sower flung broad cast | D |
| No hedger brisked nor scythesman swung | N |
| Nor maiden trod the purple press | O |
| But I was by to guard and bless | O |
| And for their solace sang | P |
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| But now the sower's hand is writhed | D |
| In livid death the bright rhythm stolen | Q |
| The gold grain flatted and unscythed | D |
| The boars in the vineyard gnarled and sullen | Q |
| Havocking the grapes and the eve jar wind | D |
| Spins and the spattered leaves of the glen | L |
| In mockery dance the death gavotte | D |
| With all my murmurous pipes forgot | D |
| And summer not to come again | L |
Edmund Blunden
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