On An Apple-ripe September Morning Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DBAB CBBB BEFG ABBB BHIJ BKLK BBMB

On an apple ripe September morningA
Through the mist chill fields I wentB
With a pitch fork on my shoulderC
Less for use than for devilmentB
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The threshing mill was set up I knewD
In Cassidy's haggard last nightB
And we owed them a day at the threshingA
Since last year O it was delightB
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To be paying bills of laughterC
And chaffy gossip in kindB
With work thrown in to ballastB
The fantasy soaring mindB
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As I crossed the wooden bridge I wonderedB
As I looked into the drainE
If ever a summer morning should find meF
Shovelling up eels againG
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And I thought of the wasps' nest in the bankA
And how I got chased one dayB
Leaving the drag and the scraw knife behindB
How I covered my face with hayB
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The wet leaves of the cocksfootB
Polished my boots as IH
Went round by the glistening bog holesI
Lost in unthinking joyJ
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I'll be carrying bags to day I musedB
The best job at the millK
With plenty of time to talk of our lovesL
As we wait for the bags to fillK
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Maybe Mary might call roundB
And then I came to the haggard gateB
And I knew as I entered that I had comeM
Through fields that were part of no earthly estateB

Patrick Kavanagh



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