Peter's Field Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGHG IHIF JKJK LMLM NOPQ RSTS KUKU VKWK

Knows he who tills this lonely fieldA
To reap its scanty cornB
What mystic fruit his acres yieldA
At midnight and at mornB
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That field by spirits bad and goodC
By Hell and Heaven is hauntedD
And every rood in the hemlock woodC
I know is ground enchantedE
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In the long sunny afternoonF
The plain was full of ghostsG
I wandered up I wandered downH
Beset by pensive hostsG
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For in those lonely grounds the sunI
Shines not as on the townH
In nearer arcs his journeys runI
And nearer stoops the moonF
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There in a moment I have seenJ
The buried Past ariseK
The fields of Thessaly grew greenJ
Old gods forsook the skiesK
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I cannot publish in my rhymeL
What pranks the greenwood playedM
It was the Carnival of timeL
And Ages went or stayedM
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To me that spectral nook appearedN
The mustering Day of DoomO
And round me swarmed in shadowy troopP
Things past and things to comeQ
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The darkness haunteth me elsewhereR
There I am full of lightS
In every whispering leaf I hearT
More sense than sages writeS
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Underwoods were full of pleasanceK
All to each in kindness bendU
And every flower made obeisanceK
As a man unto his friendU
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Far seen the river glides belowV
Tossing one sparkle to the eyesK
I catch thy meaning wizard waveW
The River of my Life repliesK

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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