At Lord's Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCBBB| It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk | A |
| Though my own red roses there may blow | B |
| It is little I repair to the matches of the Southron folk | A |
| Though the red roses crest the caps I know | B |
| For the field is full of shades as I near the shadowy coast | C |
| And a ghostly batsman plays to the bowling of a ghost | C |
| And I look through my tears on a soundless clapping host | C |
| As the run stealers flicker to and fro | B |
| To and fro | B |
| O my Hornby and my Barlow long ago | B |
Francis Thompson
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Kevin Godfrey: This poem has its origin in a love of cricket and, particularly, Lancashire CCC. I am a Hampshire man and loyal to my county, but I love the poem. Its evocation of the sheer joy of the game is surely deeply felt by cricket lovers around the country.
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