The Shepherds Calendar - February - A Thaw Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDE FGHGIEIE JKGKELEL MNMNEOEO PQPQ BRBR ELELLSLS TUVUWXWX YZA2ZININ GFGHB2C2B2X XEXED2E2D2E2 UGF2GGG2GH2 XIXI I2H2I2H2 H2XH2XH2EH2E IJ2IJ2K2LK2L J2HJ2FOL2OL2 H2J2H2J2HM2FM2 H2J2H2L2N2J2N2J2 H2J2H2J2L2L2L2L2 O2HO2F H2P2H2P2 L2HL2FQ2L2Q2L2| The snow is gone from cottage tops | A |
| The thatch moss glows in brighter green | B |
| And eves in quick succession drops | A |
| Where grinning ides once hath been | C |
| Pit patting Wi a pleasant noise | D |
| In tubs set by the cottage door | E |
| And ducks and geese wi happy joys | D |
| Douse in the yard pond brimming oer | E |
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| The sun peeps thro the window pane | F |
| Which childern mark wi laughing eye | G |
| And in the wet street steal again | H |
| To tell each other spring is nigh | G |
| And as young hope the past recalls | I |
| In playing groups will often draw | E |
| Building beside the sunny walls | I |
| Their spring play huts of sticks or straw | E |
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| And oft in pleasures dreams they hie | J |
| Round homsteads by the village side | K |
| Scratting the hedgrow mosses bye | G |
| Where painted pooty shells abide | K |
| Mistaking oft the ivy spray | E |
| For leaves that come wi budding spring | L |
| And wondering in their search for play | E |
| Why birds delay to build and sing | L |
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| The milkmaid singing leaves her bed | M |
| As glad as happy thoughts can be | N |
| While magpies chatter oer her head | M |
| As jocund in the change as she | N |
| Her cows around the closes stray | E |
| Nor lingering wait the foddering boy | O |
| Tossing the molehills in their play | E |
| And staring round in frolic joy | O |
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| Ploughmen go whistling to their toils | P |
| And yoke again the rested plough | Q |
| And mingling oer the mellow soils | P |
| Boys' shouts and whips are noising now | Q |
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| The shepherd now is often seen | B |
| By warm banks oer his work to bend | R |
| Or oer a gate or stile to lean | B |
| Chattering to a passing friend | R |
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| Odd hive bees fancying winter oer | E |
| And dreaming in their combs of spring | L |
| Creeps on the slab beside their door | E |
| And strokes its legs upon its wing | L |
| While wild ones half asleep are humming | L |
| Round snowdrop bells a feeble note | S |
| And pigions coo of summer coming | L |
| Picking their feathers on the cote | S |
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| The barking dogs by lane and wood | T |
| Drive sheep afield from foddering ground | U |
| And eccho in her summer mood | V |
| Briskly mocks the cheery sound | U |
| The flocks as from a prison broke | W |
| Shake their wet fleeces in the sun | X |
| While following fast a misty smoke | W |
| Reeks from the moist grass as they run | X |
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| Nor more behind his masters heels | Y |
| The dog creeps oer his winter pace | Z |
| But cocks his tail and oer the fields | A2 |
| Runs many a wild and random chase | Z |
| Following in spite of chiding calls | I |
| The startld cat wi harmless glee | N |
| Scaring her up the weed green walls | I |
| Or mossy mottld apple tree | N |
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| As crows from morning perches flye | G |
| He barks and follows them in vain | F |
| Een larks will catch his nimble eye | G |
| And off he starts and barks again | H |
| Wi breathless haste and blinded guess | B2 |
| Oft following where the hare hath gone | C2 |
| Forgetting in his joys excess | B2 |
| His frolic puppy days are done | X |
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| The gossips saunter in the sun | X |
| As at the spring from door to door | E |
| Of matters in the village done | X |
| And secret newsings mutterd oer | E |
| Young girls when they each other meet | D2 |
| Will stand their tales of love to tell | E2 |
| While going on errands down the street | D2 |
| Or fetching water from the well | E2 |
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| A calm of pleasure listens round | U |
| And almost whispers winter bye | G |
| While fancy dreams of summer sounds | F2 |
| And quiet rapture fills the eye | G |
| The sun beams on the hedges lye | G |
| The south wind murmurs summer soft | G2 |
| And maids hang out white cloaths to dry | G |
| Around the eldern skirted croft | H2 |
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| Each barns green thatch reeks in the sun | X |
| Its mate the happy sparrow calls | I |
| And as nest building spring begun | X |
| Peeps in the holes about the walls | I |
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| The wren a sunny side the stack | I2 |
| Wi short tail ever on the strunt | H2 |
| Cockd gadding up above his back | I2 |
| Again for dancing gnats will hunt | H2 |
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| The gladdend swine bolt from the sty | H2 |
| And round the yard in freedom run | X |
| Or stretching in their slumbers lye | H2 |
| Beside the cottage in the sun | X |
| The young horse whinneys to its mate | H2 |
| And sickens from the threshers door | E |
| Rubbing the straw yards banded gate | H2 |
| Longing for freedom on the moor | E |
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| Hens leave their roosts wi cackling calls | I |
| To see the barn door free from snow | J2 |
| And cocks flye up the mossy walls | I |
| To clap their spangld wings and crow | J2 |
| About the steeples sunny top | K2 |
| The jackdaw flocks resemble spring | L |
| And in the stone archd windows pop | K2 |
| Wi summer noise and wanton wing | L |
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| The small birds think their wants are oer | J2 |
| To see the snow hills fret again | H |
| And from the barns chaff litterd door | J2 |
| Betake them to the greening plain | F |
| The woodmans robin startles coy | O |
| Nor longer at his elbow comes | L2 |
| To peck wi hungers eager joy | O |
| Mong mossy stulps the litterd crumbs | L2 |
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| Neath hedge and walls that screen the wind | H2 |
| The gnats for play will Hock together | J2 |
| And een poor flyes odd hopes will find | H2 |
| To venture in the mocking weather | J2 |
| From out their hiding holes again | H |
| Wi feeble pace they often creep | M2 |
| Along the sun warmd window pane | F |
| Like dreaming things that walk in sleep | M2 |
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| The mavis thrush wi wild delight | H2 |
| Upon the orchards dripping tree | J2 |
| Mutters to see the day so bright | H2 |
| Spring scraps of young hopes poesy | L2 |
| And oft dame stops her burring wheel | N2 |
| To hear the robins note once more | J2 |
| That tutles while he pecks his meal | N2 |
| From sweet briar hips beside the door | J2 |
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| The hedghog from its hollow root | H2 |
| Sees the wood moss clear of snow | J2 |
| And hunts each hedge for fallen fruit | H2 |
| Crab hip and winter bitten sloe | J2 |
| And oft when checkd by sudden fears | L2 |
| As shepherd dog his haunt espies | L2 |
| He rolls up in a ball of spears | L2 |
| And all his barking rage defies | L2 |
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| Thus nature of the spring will dream | O2 |
| While south winds thaw but soon again | H |
| Frost breaths upon the stiffening stream | O2 |
| And numbs it into ice the plain | F |
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| Soon wears its merry garb of white | H2 |
| And icicles that fret at noon | P2 |
| Will eke their icy tails at night | H2 |
| Beneath the chilly stars and moon | P2 |
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| Nature soon sickens of her joys | L2 |
| And all is sad and dumb again | H |
| Save merry shouts of sliding boys | L2 |
| About the frozen furrowd plain | F |
| The foddering boy forgets his song | Q2 |
| And silent goes wi folded arms | L2 |
| And croodling shepherds bend along | Q2 |
| Crouching to the whizzing storms | L2 |
John Clare
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