The First House Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDBCEEDFFGHIJHKKLI MNOIMNPQRPRIQ

That is the earliest thing that I rememberA
The narrow house in the long narrow streetB
Dark rooms within and darkness out of doorsC
Where grasses in the garden lift in the windD
Long grasses clinging round unsteady feetB
The sunlight through one narrow passage poursC
As through the keyhole into a dusty roomE
Striking with a golden rod the greening gloomE
The tall tall timber stacks have yet been kindD
Letting the sun fling his rod clear betweenF
Lest there should be no gold upon the greenF
And no light then for a child to dream uponG
And day be of day's brightness all forlornH
I saw those timber piles first dark and tallI
And then men clambered up and stumbled downJ
Each with a heavy and long timber borneH
Upon broad shoulders leather covered bentK
Hour after hour day after day they wentK
Until the piles were gone and a new skyL
Stretched high and white above the garden wallI
And then fresh piles crept slowly up and upM
The strong men staggering more cruelly bowedN
Till at last they lay idle on the topO
Looking down from their height on things so smallI
While I looked wondering and fearful upM
At the strong men at rest on the new built cloudN
But there was other gold than the sun's sparse goldP
Florence's hair its brightness lying stillQ
Upon my mind as then upon the grassR
Now the grass covers it and I am oldP
Remembering but her hair and that long grassR
And the great wood stacks threatening to fallI
When all dark things willQ

John Freeman



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