The Convent Garden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DAEA FGFG HIJK LMLM NONO PBQB RSRS TUTU VWVX OYOY| The Convent garden lies so near | A |
| The road the people go | B |
| If it was quiet you might hear | C |
| The nuns' talk merry and low | B |
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| Black London trees have made their screen | D |
| From folk who pry and peer | A |
| The sooty sparrows now begin | E |
| Their talk of country cheer | A |
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| And round and round by twos and threes | F |
| The nuns walk praying still | G |
| For fighting men across the seas | F |
| Who die to save them ill | G |
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| From the dear prison of her choice | H |
| The young nun's thoughts are far | I |
| She muses on the golden boys | J |
| At all the Fronts of War | K |
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| Now from her narrow Convent house | L |
| She sees where great ships be | M |
| And plucks the robe of God her Spouse | L |
| To give the victory | M |
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| Under her robe her heart's a beat | N |
| Her maiden pulses stir | O |
| At sound of marching in the street | N |
| To think they die for her | O |
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| And now beneath the veil and hood | P |
| Her hidden eyes will glow | B |
| The battle ardour's in her blood | Q |
| If she might strike one blow | B |
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| And when she sleeps at last perchance | R |
| Her soul hath slipped away | S |
| To fields of Serbia and of France | R |
| Until the dawn of day | S |
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| She wanders by the still moonbeam | T |
| By dying and by dead | U |
| And many a broken man will dream | T |
| An angel lifts his head | U |
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| All day and night as a sweet smoke | V |
| Her prayer ascends the skies | W |
| That all her piteous fighting folk | V |
| May walk in Paradise | X |
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| And still her innocent pulses stir | O |
| Her heart is proud and high | Y |
| To think that men should die for her | O |
| And the marching feet go by | Y |
Katharine Tynan
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