Behind The Closed Eye Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAB CCCB AAAA DDDA EEEF GGGF HHIF

I walk the old frequented waysA
That wind around the tangled braesA
I live again the sunny daysA
Ere I the city knewB
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And scenes of old again are bornC
The woodbine lassoing the thornC
And drooping Ruth like in the cornC
The poppies weep the dewB
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Above me in their hundred schoolsA
The magpies bend their young to rulesA
And like an apron full of jewelsA
The dewy cobweb swingsA
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And frisking in the stream belowD
The troutlets make the circles flowD
And the hungry crane doth watch them growD
As a smoker does his ringsA
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Above me smokes the little townE
With its whitewashed walls and roofs of brownE
And its octagon spire toned smoothly downE
As the holy minds withinF
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And wondrous impudently sweetG
Half of him passion half conceitG
The blackbird calls adown the streetG
Like the piper of HamelinF
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I hear him and I feel the lureH
Drawing me back to the homely moorH
I'll go and close the mountain's doorI
On the city's strife and dinF

Francis Ledwidge



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