The Town Without A Market Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGHIIJJKK LMNNOODDPPFFQQFFFFRR SSTTUUVVWWXXYY ZA2| There lies afar behind a western hill | A |
| The Town without a Market white and still | A |
| For six feet long and not a third as high | B |
| Are those small habitations There stood I | B |
| Waiting to hear the citizens beneath | C |
| Murmur and sigh and speak through tongueless teeth | C |
| When all the world lay burning in the sun | D |
| I heard their voices speak to me Said one | D |
| Bright lights I loved and colours I who find | E |
| That death is darkness and has struck me blind | E |
| Another cried I used to sing and play | F |
| But here the world is silent day by day | F |
| And one On earth I could not see or hear | G |
| But with my fingers touched what I was near | H |
| And knew things round and soft and brass from gold | I |
| And dipped my hand in water to feel cold | I |
| And thought the grave would cure me and was glad | J |
| When the time came to lose what joy I had | J |
| Soon all the voices of a hundred dead | K |
| Shouted in wrath together Someone said | K |
| I care not but the girl was sweet to kiss | L |
| At evening in the meadows Hard it is | M |
| Another cried to hear no hunting horn | N |
| Ah me the horse the hounds and the great grey morn | N |
| When I rode out a hunting And one sighed | O |
| I did not see my son before I died | O |
| A boy said I was strong and swift to run | D |
| Now they have tied my feet what have I done | D |
| A man But it was good to arm and fight | P |
| And storm their cities in the dead of night | P |
| An old man said I read my books all day | F |
| But death has taken all my books away | F |
| And one The popes and prophets did not well | Q |
| To cheat poor dead men with false hopes of hell | Q |
| Better the whips of fire that hiss and rend | F |
| Than painless void proceeding to no end | F |
| I smiled to hear them restless I who sought | F |
| Peace For I had not loved I had not fought | F |
| And books are vanities and manly strength | R |
| A gathered flower God grant us peace at length | R |
| I heard no more and turned to leave their town | S |
| Before the chill came and the sun went down | S |
| Then rose a whisper and I seemed to know | T |
| A timorous man buried long years ago | T |
| On Earth I used to shape the Thing that seems | U |
| Master of all men give me back my dreams | U |
| Give me that world that never failed me then | V |
| The hills I made and peopled with tall men | V |
| The palace that I built and called my home | W |
| My cities which could break the pride of Rome | W |
| The three queens hidden in the sacred tree | X |
| And those white cloudy folk who sang to me | X |
| O death why hast thou covered me so deep | Y |
| I was thy sister's child the friend of Sleep | Y |
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| Then said my heart Death takes and cannot give | Z |
| Dark with no dream is hateful let me live | A2 |
James Elroy Flecker
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