The Field Of Glory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDCD EEFGHBIB JJKKBDBD LLMMNONO PPQQRSTS BBUUVWVWWar shook the land where Levi dwelt | A |
And fired the dismal wrath he felt | A |
That such a doom was ever wrought | B |
As his to toil while others fought | B |
To toil to dream and still to dream | C |
With one day barren as another | D |
To consummate as it would seem | C |
The dry despair of his old mother | D |
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Far off one afternoon began | E |
The sound of man destroying man | E |
And Levi sick with nameless rage | F |
Condemned again his heritage | G |
And sighed for scars that might have come | H |
And would if once he could have sundered | B |
Those harsh inhering claims of home | I |
That held him while he cursed and wondered | B |
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Another day and then there came | J |
Rough bloody ribald hungry lame | J |
But yet themselves to Levi's door | K |
Two remnants of the day before | K |
They laughed at him and what he sought | B |
They jeered him and his painful acre | D |
But Levi knew that they had fought | B |
And left their manners to their Maker | D |
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That night for the grim widow's ears | L |
With hopes that hid themselves in fears | L |
He told of arms and fiery deeds | M |
Whereat one leaps the while he reads | M |
And said he'd be no more a clown | N |
While others drew the breath of battle | O |
The mother looked him up and down | N |
And laughed a scant laugh with a rattle | O |
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She told him what she found to tell | P |
And Levi listened and heard well | P |
Some admonitions of a voice | Q |
That left him no cause to rejoice | Q |
He sought a friend and found the stars | R |
And prayed aloud that they should aid him | S |
But they said not a word of wars | T |
Or of a reason why God made him | S |
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And who's of this or that estate | B |
We do not wholly calculate | B |
When baffling shades that shift and cling | U |
Are not without their glimmering | U |
When even Levi tired of faith | V |
Beloved of none forgot by many | W |
Dismissed as an inferior wraith | V |
Reborn may be as great as any | W |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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