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Ten O'clock No More Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCD EEFFD GHIIJ KKLAJ EEMNE EEEEE EEEEN OOPPN QREEM

The wind has thrownA
The boldest of trees downB
Now disgraced it liesC
Naked in spring beneath the drifting skiesC
Naked and stillD
-
It was the windE
So furious and blindE
That scourged half England throughF
Ruining the fairest where most fair it grewF
By dell and hillD
-
And springing hereG
The black clouds dragging nearH
Against this lonely elmI
Thrust all his strength to maim and overwhelmI
In one wild shockJ
-
As in the deepK
Satisfaction of dark sleepK
The tree her dream dreamed onL
And woke to feel the wind's arms round her thrownA
And her head rockJ
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And the wind raughtE
Her ageing boughs and caughtE
Her body fast againM
Then in one agony of age grief painN
She fell and diedE
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Her noble heightE
Branches that loved the lightE
Her music and cool shadeE
Her memories and all of her is deadE
On the hill sideE
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But the wind stoopedE
With madness tired and droopedE
In the soft valley and sleptE
While morning strangely round the hush'd tree creptE
And called in vainN
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The birds fed whereO
The roots uptorn and bareO
Thrust shameful at the skyP
And pewits round the tree would dip and cryP
With the old painN
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Ten o'clock's goneQ
Said sadly every oneR
And mothers looking thoughtE
Of sons and husbands far away that foughtE
And looked againM

John Freeman



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