The Windmill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAB CDDCD CCCCC CEECE FCCFC GHHGH| Behold a giant am I | A |
| Aloft here in my tower | B |
| With my granite jaws I devour | B |
| The maize and the wheat and the rye | A |
| And grind them into flour | B |
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| I look down over the farms | C |
| In the fields of grain I see | D |
| The harvest that is to be | D |
| And I fling to the air my arms | C |
| For I know it is all for me | D |
| - | |
| I hear the sound of flails | C |
| Far off from the threshing floors | C |
| In barns with their open doors | C |
| And the wind the wind in my sails | C |
| Louder and louder roars | C |
| - | |
| I stand here in my place | C |
| With my foot on the rock below | E |
| And whichever way it may blow | E |
| I meet it face to face | C |
| As a brave man meets his foe | E |
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| And while we wrestle and strive | F |
| My master the miller stands | C |
| And feeds me with his hands | C |
| For he knows who makes him thrive | F |
| Who makes him lord of lands | C |
| - | |
| On Sundays I take my rest | G |
| Church going bells begin | H |
| Their low melodious din | H |
| I cross my arms on my breast | G |
| And all is peace within | H |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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