December 23, 1879 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBB A CCCD A EEEE F GGGH F IIII F JJJJ F KKKK| I | A |
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| A thousand houses of poesy stand around me everywhere | B |
| They fill the earth and they fill my thought they are in and above the air | B |
| But to night they have shut their doors they have shut their shining windows fair | B |
| And I am left in a desert world with an aching as if of care | B |
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| II | A |
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| Cannot I break some little nut and get at the poetry in it | C |
| Cannot I break the shining egg of some all but hatched heavenly linnet | C |
| Cannot I find some beauty worm and its moony cocoon silk spin it | C |
| Cannot I find my all but lost day in the rich content of a minute | D |
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| III | A |
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| I will sit me down all aching and tired in the midst of this never unclosing | E |
| Of door or window that makes it look as if truth herself were dozing | E |
| I will sit me down and make me a tent call it poetizing or prosing | E |
| Of what may be lying within my reach things at my poor disposing | E |
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| IV | F |
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| Now what is nearest My conscious self Here I sit quiet and say | G |
| Lo I myself am already a house of poetry solemn and gay | G |
| But alas the windows are shut all shut 'tis a cold and foggy day | G |
| And I have not now the light to see what is in me the same alway | H |
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| V | F |
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| Nay rather I'll say I am a nut in the hard and frozen ground | I |
| Above is the damp and frozen air the cold blue sky all round | I |
| And the power of a leafy and branchy tree is in me crushed and bound | I |
| Till the summer come and set it free from the grave clothes in which it is wound | I |
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| VI | F |
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| But I bethink me of something better something better yea best | J |
| I am lying a voiceless featherless thing in God's own perfect nest | J |
| And the voice and the song are growing within me slowly lifting my breast | J |
| And his wide night wings are closed about me for his sun is down in the west | J |
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| VII | F |
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| Doors and windows tents and grave clothes winters and eggs and seeds | K |
| Ye shall all be opened and broken and torn ye are but to serve my needs | K |
| On the will of the Father all lovely things are strung like a string of beads | K |
| For his heart to give the obedient child that the will of the father heeds | K |
George Macdonald
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