The Old Unrest. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEDDFFGGHH

That which made us seems to fretA
Like a pang within us yetA
As if we unfinished wereB
Such blind gropings in us stirB
As light in an eye grown dimC
That can no more finely limnD
All the senses would impartE
To the sad mysterious heartE
Or an ear grown taut that canD
No more tune the tones of manD
We are still such troubled elvesF
As we were beside ourselvesF
One with Him it may be whoG
Is as vexed as we are tooG
With a mystic maladyH
Running through EternityH

Robert Crawford



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