The Old Ones Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFG HIJK LMNM| The old ones knew that black was hate | A |
| White garment purity and red one sin | B |
| They spoke the language of the trees | C |
| And opened veins to let love in | B |
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| These old ones feeling life was brief | D |
| And brittle as the fire baked shard | E |
| Could find no seat for sentiment | F |
| So mended weakness with a sword | G |
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| In them the heart was made of gold | H |
| But mind was forged of steel so sharp | I |
| That hand which plucked the harp could shape | J |
| From father's skull a drinking cup | K |
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| The old ones' fashion we have lost | L |
| Whose red is passion white deceit | M |
| In casting devil from the flesh | N |
| Who perish with the bread we eat | M |
Henry Treece
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