Haymaking Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABACCAAAADDEEDDCC FFAAGGAAAACCAAHHEEIJ KKAfter 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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