Old Spring Hill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEAEFGHGIJKLMGNG OPQPNNDNRSTSNNNNUENE

I wonder who the children areA
That troop to school these daysB
Along the old McDuffie pathC
That winds through woody waysB
And leads into the road wherebyD
The neighbors go to millE
I wonder who the scholars areA
At Old Spring HillE
I wonder if they play the gamesF
We played when I was thereG
Round town low razor bull pen catH
Base leap frog hounds and hareG
Perhaps the spring is choked with leavesI
Perhaps the church is goneJ
With all its shattered panes that toldK
Of wild balls thrownL
Whoe er the children are I knowM
The same old noise is thereG
The droning whisper afternoonsN
When chalk dust fills the airG
The same old fractions multipliedO
The same old cities namedP
Mensa mensae is still declinedQ
And Spartacus declaimedP
But oh the vines of muscadinesN
That cluster in those woodsN
Those ripe persimmons hanging highD
Loose in their browning hoodsN
Those tough dwarf apples full of seedR
Are ready now to eatS
And thorns of prickly pear though deadT
Are quite alert for feetS
If I should go there now those bratsN
Would stare into my faceN
And whisper who that stranger wasN
That sauntered round the placeN
But though the tow heads knew me notU
I could have all my willE
Of those dear memoried childhood hauntsN
At old Spring HillE

John Charles Mcneill



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