Retirement Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDAAEEFGHHIIJJ AAKLMMNN

Fresh fields and woods the Earth's fair faceA
God's foot stool and man's dwelling placeA
I ask not why the first BelieverB
Did love to be a country liverB
Who to secure pious contentC
Did pitch by groves and wells his tentC
Where he might view the boundless skyD
And all those glorious lights on highD
With flying meteors mists and show'rsA
Subjected hills trees meads and flow'rsA
And ev'ry minute bless the KingE
And wise Creator of each thingE
I ask not why he did removeF
To happy Mamre's holy groveG
Leaving the cities of the plainH
To Lot and his successless trainH
All various lusts in cities stillI
Are found they are the thrones of illI
The dismal sinks where blood is spill'dJ
Cages with much uncleanness fill'dJ
But rural shades are the sweet fenseA
Of piety and innocenceA
They are the Meek's calm region whereK
Angels descend and rule the sphereL
Where heaven lies leiger and the doveM
Duly as dew comes from aboveM
If Eden be on Earth at allN
'Tis that which we the country callN

Henry Vaughan



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