The West Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFG HHFG IIAA JJKK| It's a warm wind the west wind full of birds' cries | A |
| I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes | A |
| For it comes from the west lands the old brown hills | B |
| And April's in the west wind and daffodils | B |
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| It's a fine land the west land for hearts as tired as mine | C |
| Apple orchards blossom there and the air's like wine | C |
| There is cool green grass there where men may lie at rest | D |
| And the thrushes are in song there fluting from the nest | D |
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| Will ye not come home brother ye have been long away | E |
| It's April and blossom time and white is the may | E |
| And bright is the sun brother and warm is the rain | F |
| Will ye not come home brother home to us again | G |
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| The young corn is green brother where the rabbits run | H |
| It's blue sky and white clouds and warm rain and sun | H |
| It's song to a man's soul brother fire to a man's brain | F |
| To hear the wild bees and see the merry spring again | G |
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| Larks are singing in the west brother above the green wheat | I |
| So will ye not come home brother and rest your tired feet | I |
| I've a balm for bruised hearts brother sleep for aching eyes | A |
| Says the warm wind the west wind full of birds' cries | A |
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| It's the white road westwards is the road I must tread | J |
| To the green grass the cool grass and rest for heart and head | J |
| To the violets and the warm hearts and the thrushes' song | K |
| In the fine land the west land the land where I belong | K |
John Masefield
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