The Flight Of The Crows Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBB DEDEE FGFGG HIHII JGJGG KLKLL MNMNN OKOKK| The autumn afternoon is dying o'er | A |
| The quiet western valley where I lie | B |
| Beneath the maples on the river shore | C |
| Where tinted leaves blue waters and fair sky | B |
| Environ all and far above some birds are flying by | B |
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| To seek their evening haven in the breast | D |
| And calm embrace of silence while they sing | E |
| Te Deums to the night invoking rest | D |
| For busy chirping voice and tired wing | E |
| And in the hush of sleeping trees their sleeping cradles swing | E |
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| In forest arms the night will soonest creep | F |
| Where sombre pines a lullaby intone | G |
| Where Nature's children curl themselves to sleep | F |
| And all is still at last save where alone | G |
| A band of black belated crows arrive from lands unknown | G |
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| Strange sojourn has been theirs since waking day | H |
| Strange sights and cities in their wanderings blend | I |
| With fields of yellow maize and leagues away | H |
| With rivers where their sweeping waters wend | I |
| Past velvet banks to rocky shores in canyons bold to end | I |
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| O'er what vast lakes that stretch superbly dead | J |
| Till lashed to life by storm clouds have they flown | G |
| In what wild lands in laggard flight have led | J |
| Their aerial career unseen unknown | G |
| 'Till now with twilight come their cries in lonely monotone | G |
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| The flapping of their pinions in the air | K |
| Dies in the hush of distance while they light | L |
| Within the fir tops weirdly black and bare | K |
| That stand with giant strength and peerless height | L |
| To shelter fairy bird and beast throughout the closing night | L |
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| Strange black and princely pirates of the skies | M |
| Would that your wind tossed travels I could know | N |
| Would that my soul could see and seeing rise | M |
| To unrestricted life where ebb and flow | N |
| Of Nature's pulse would constitute a wider life below | N |
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| Could I but live just here in Freedom's arms | O |
| A kingly life without a sovereign's care | K |
| Vain dreams Day hides with closing wings her charms | O |
| And all is cradled in repose save where | K |
| Yon band of black belated crows still frets the evening air | K |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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