Chard Whitlow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHI JBKLMMMMNO PQMRST HBU

Mr Eliot's Sunday Evening PostscriptA
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As we get older we do not get any youngerB
Seasons return and to day I am fifty fiveC
And this time last year I was fifty fourD
And this time next year I shall be sixty twoE
And I cannot say I should like to speak for myselfF
To see my time over again if you can call it timeG
Fidgeting uneasily under a draughty stairH
Or counting sleepless nights in the crowded tubeI
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There are certain precautions though none of them very reliableJ
Against the blast from bombs and the flying splinterB
But not against the blast from heaven vento dei ventiK
The wind within a wind unable to speak for windL
And the frigid burnings of purgatory will not be touchedM
By any emollientM
I think you will find this putM
Better than I could ever hope to express itM
In the words of Kharma 'It is we believeN
Idle to hope that the simple stirrup pumpO
Will extinguish hell '-
Oh listenersP
And you especially who have turned off the wirelessQ
And sit in Stoke or Basingstoke listening appreciatively toM
the silenceR
Which is also the silence of hell pray not for your skinsS
but for your soulsT
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And pray for me also under the draughty stairH
As we get older we do not get any youngerB
And pray for Kharma under the holy mountainU

Henry Reed



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