On Growing Old Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAABCBCBDBDEE BFBFCCCCGHGHIJ

Be with me Beauty for the fire is dyingA
My dog and I are old too old for rovingA
Man whose young passion sets the spindrift flyingA
Is soon too lame to march too cold for lovingA
I take the book and gather to the fireB
Turning old yellow leaves minute by minuteC
The clock ticks to my heart A withered wireB
Moves a thiun ghost of music in the spinetC
I cannot sail your seas I cannot wanderB
Your cornland nor your hill land nor your valleysD
Ever again nore share the battle yonderB
Where the young knight the broken squadron ralliesD
Only stay quiet while my mind remembersE
The beauty of fire from the beauty of embersE
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Beauty have pity for the strong have powerB
The rich their wealth the beautiful their graceF
Summer of man its sunlight and its flowerB
Spring time of man all April in a faceF
Only as in the jostling in the StrandC
Where the mob thrusts or loiters or is loudC
The beggar with the saucer in his handC
Asks only a penny from the passing crowdC
So from this glittering world with all its fashionG
Its fire and play of men its stir its marchH
Let me have wisdom Beauty wisdom and passionG
Bread to the soul rain when the summers parchH
Give me but these and though the darkness closeI
Even the night will blossom as the roseJ

John Masefield



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