The Ingrate Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEB EFGFHFAF IJKJLJM| By night we looked across my field | A |
| The tasseled corn was fine to see | B |
| The moon was yellow on the rows | C |
| And seemed so wonderful to me | B |
| That with an old provincial pride | D |
| I praised my moonlit Tennessee | B |
| And thought my poor befriended man | E |
| Would never dare to disagree | B |
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| He was a frosty Russian man | E |
| And wore a bushy Russian beard | F |
| He had two furtive faded eyes | G |
| That some old horror once had seared | F |
| I wondered if they ever would | H |
| Forget the horrors they had feared | F |
| Yet when I praised my pleasant field | A |
| This stupid fellow almost jeered | F |
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| 'Your moon shines very well my friend | I |
| Your fields are good enough I know | J |
| At home our fields in the winter time | K |
| Were always white and shining so | J |
| Our nights went beautiful like day | L |
| And bitter cold our winds would blow | J |
| And I remember how it looked | M |
| Dear God my country of the snow ' | - |
John Crowe Ransom
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