A Town Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KBKB JLJL BMNM OEOE PQPQ BRBR STST UVUV JWJW NVNX YZYZ XA2XA2 BB2BB2 C2D2C2D2 E2JE2J

A BUSY town mid Britain's isleA
Behold in fancy's eyeB
With tower and spire and civic pileA
Beneath a summer skyB
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And orchard garden field and parkC
And grove and sunny wallD
And ranging buildings light and darkC
As evening shadows fallD
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Then listen to the ceaseless dinE
Of hammer saw and craneF
And traffic passing out and inE
From alley street and laneF
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The sound without a pause betweenG
Of foot and wheel and hoofH
The manufacture's loud machineG
From yonder lengthened roofH
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And children at their evening sportsI
Parading to and froJ
Assembled in the quiet courtsI
Of yonder cottage rowJ
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Gay streets display their shining waresK
To every roving eyeB
As eager in their own affairsK
The busy tribes go byB
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And ah what varied forms of woeJ
What hope and fear are foundL
What passions rise what scandals growJ
Within this narrow boundL
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To pass the peaceful dwellings byB
No stranger eye might guessM
Those scenes of joy and agonyN
Of discord and distressM
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Pain writhes within those stately wallsO
Here pallid want hath beenE
That casement where the curtain fallsO
Shows death has entered inE
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The dwelling ranging next to thisP
A youthful group displaysQ
Elate they seem with present blissP
And hope of distant daysQ
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There at her chamber window highB
A lonely maiden sitsR
Its casement fronts the western skyB
And balmy air admitsR
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And while her thoughts have wandered farS
From all she hears and seesT
She gazes on the evening starS
That twinkles through the treesT
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Is it to watch the setting sunU
She does that seat preferV
Alas the maiden thinks of oneU
Who never thinks of herV
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But lively is the street belowJ
And ceaseless is the humW
As some intent on pleasure goJ
On schemes of profit someW
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Now widening seems the stream to beN
As evening stretches o'erV
Plebeian tribes from toil set freeN
Pour forth from every doorX
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A school arranged in order dueY
Before the sun goes downZ
Lady and lady two and twoY
Comes winding through the townZ
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And what drives up to yonder doorX
The gaping crowd amongA2
A wedding train of chaises fourX
And all the bells are rungA2
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The laden waggon tinkles byB
The post is going outB2
The lights are lit the coaches plyB
To tavern ball and routB2
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Thus closed that merry summer's dayC2
And would you ask me howD2
You might the busy scene surveyC2
And see those faces nowD2
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Then hither turn yon waving grassE2
And mouldering stones will showJ
For these transactions came to passE2
A hundred years agoJ

Jane Taylor



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