Haymaking Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABACCAAAADDEEDDCC FFAAGGAAAACCAAHHEEIJ KK| After night's thunder far away had rolled | A |
| The fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold | A |
| And in the perfect blue the clouds uncurled | A |
| Like the first gods before they made the world | A |
| And misery swimming the stormless sea | B |
| In beauty and in divine gaiety | A |
| The smooth white empty road was lightly strewn | C |
| With leaves the holly's Autumn falls in June | C |
| And fir cones standing up stiff in the heat | A |
| The mill foot water tumbled white and lit | A |
| With tossing crystals happier than any crowd | A |
| Of children pouring out of school aloud | A |
| And in the little thickets where a sleeper | D |
| For ever might lie lost the nettle creeper | D |
| And garden warbler sang unceasingly | E |
| While over them shrill shrieked in his fierce glee | E |
| The swift with wings and tail as sharp and narrow | D |
| As if the bow had flown off with the arrow | D |
| Only the scent of woodbine and hay new mown | C |
| Travelled the road In the field sloping down | C |
| Park like to where its willows showed the brook | F |
| Haymakers rested The tosser lay forsook | F |
| Out in the sun and the long waggon stood | A |
| Without its team it seemed it never would | A |
| Move from the shadow of that single yew | G |
| The team as still until their task was due | G |
| Beside the labourers enjoyed the shade | A |
| That three squat oaks mid feld together made | A |
| Upon a circle of grass and weed uncut | A |
| And on the hollow once a chalk pit but | A |
| Now brimmed with nut and elder flower so clean | C |
| The men leaned on their rakes about to begin | C |
| But still And all were silent All was old | A |
| This morning time with a great age untold | A |
| Older than Clare and Cobbett Morland and Crome | H |
| Than at the field's far edge the farmer's home | H |
| A white house crouched at the foot of a great tree | E |
| Under the heavens that know not what years be | E |
| The men the beasts the trees the implements | I |
| Uttered even what they will in times far hence | J |
| All of us gone out of the reach of change | K |
| Immortal in a picture of an old grange | K |
Edward Thomas
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