Poet Francis Thompson

Francis Thompson

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Grief's Harmonics Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBACBDDCECDCCCFEGH C

At evening when the lank and rigid treesA
To the mere forms of their sweet day selves dryingB
On heaven's blank leaf seem pressed and flatten edC
Or rather to my sombre thoughts replyingB
Of plumes funereal the thin effigiesA
That hour when all old dead things seem most deadC
And their death instant most and most undyingB
That the flesh aches at them there stirred in meD
The babe of an unborn calamityD
Ere its due time to be deliver edC
Dead sorrow and sorrow unborn so blent their painE
That which more present was were hardly saidC
But both more NOW than any Now can beD
My soul like sackcloth did her body rendC
And thus with Heaven contendC
'Let pass the chalice of this coming dreadC
Or that fore drained O bid me not re drain 'F
So have I asked who know my asking vainE
Woe against woe in antiphon set overG
That grief's soul transmigrates and lives againH
And in new pang old pang's incarnatedC

Francis Thompson



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