The Crows At Washington. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCA DDAEAEA FGFHGHA IJKILJIA JMJMIINNJJA| Slow flapping to the setting sun | A |
| By twos and threes in wavering rows | B |
| As twilight shadows dimly close | C |
| The crows fly over Washington | A |
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| Under the crimson sunset sky | D |
| Virginian woodlands leafless lie | D |
| In wintry torpor bleak and dun | A |
| Through the rich vault of heaven which shines | E |
| Like a warmed opal in the sun | A |
| With wide advance in broken lines | E |
| The crows fly over Washington | A |
| - | |
| Over the Capitol's white dome | F |
| Across the obelisk soaring bare | G |
| To prick the clouds they travel home | F |
| Content and weary winnowing | H |
| With dusky vans the golden air | G |
| Which hints the coming of the spring | H |
| Though winter whitens Washington | A |
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| The dim deep air the level ray | I |
| Of dying sunlight on their plumes | J |
| Give them a beauty not their own | K |
| Their hoarse notes fail and faint away | I |
| A rustling murmur floating down | L |
| Blends sweetly with the thickening glooms | J |
| They touch with grace the fading day | I |
| Slow flying over Washington | A |
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| I stand and watch with clouded eyes | J |
| These dim battalions move along | M |
| Out of the distance memory cries | J |
| Of days when life and hope were strong | M |
| When love was prompt and wit was gay | I |
| Even then at evening as to day | I |
| I watched while twilight hovered dim | N |
| Over Potomac's curving rim | N |
| This selfsame flight of homing crows | J |
| Blotting the sunset's fading rose | J |
| Above the roofs of Washington | A |
John Milton Hay
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