Thèlus Wood Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDBEFFCCGHIHA JKJLMLBNONMPQCRSA TTUTUV W X HYYHVZVB WVWVVA2VB2C2B2C2TVTV D2D2VA2 E2VF2V

I came by night to Th lus woodA
And though in dark and desperate placesB
Stubborned with wire and brown with bloodC
Undaunted April crept and sewedD
Her violets in dead men's facesB
And in a soft and snowy shroudE
Drew the scarred fields with gentle stitchF
Though in the valley where the ditchF
Was hoarse with nettles blind with mudC
She stroked the golden headed budC
And loosed the fern she dared not hereG
To touch nor tend this murdered thingH
The wind went wide of it the yearI
Upon this breast stopped short of SpringH
Beauty turned back from Th lus WoodA
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From broken brows the dim eyes staredJ
Blistered and maimed the wide stumps grinnedK
From the black mouth of Th lus baredJ
In laughter at some monstrous jestL
No creature moved there weed nor windM
Huge arms half torn from savage breastL
Hung wide and tangled limbs and facesB
Lay as if giants blind and starkN
With violent with perverse embracesO
Groped for each other in the darkN
A moaning rose not of the windM
There was no wind but hollowlyP
From its dim bed of mud each treeQ
Gave forth a sound till trees and mudC
Seemed but a single sighing mouthR
A wound that spoke with lips uncouthS
And cried to me from Th lus WoodA
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I heard one tree say 'This was IT
Who drew great clouds across the skyT
To weep against me ' This one saidU
'I made a gloom where love might lieT
All day and dream it night a bedU
Secret and soft the birds' song hadV
A twilight sound the whole day there '-
One said 'Last night I shook my hairW
Before the mirror of the moon '-
'I saw a corpse to day ' said oneX
'That was but buried yester year '-
And one the smallest sweetest thingH
A fair child tree made never stirY
Dead before God had tended herY
In the green nurseries of SpringH
She lay the loveliest loneliestV
Among the old and ruined treesZ
And at each small and broken wristV
The white flowers grew like bandagesB
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Then from the ruined churchyard whereW
Old vaults and graves lay turned and tossedV
And earth from earth was shaken bareW
Came murmurings of a tongueless hostV
That to each ghastly brother saidV
'Who raised us from our sleep Is thisA2
The resurrection of the deadV
Upon our bodies no flesh growsB2
No bright blood through our temples springsC2
No glory spreads no trumpet blowsB2
The air is not white and blind with wingsC2
And yet dragged up before us lieT
The woods of Th lus at our feetV
And strange hills sentinel the skyT
And where the road went yawns a pitV
The world is finished let us sleepD2
God has forgotten we shall keepD2
Here a sweet safe EternityV
There is no other end than thisA2
And this is death and that is peace '-
But even as they ceased the stonesE2
Were loosed the earth shook where I stoodV
And from far off the crouching gunsF2
Swung slowly round on Th lus WoodV

Muriel Stuart



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