A Brook In The City Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKLL

The farmhouse lingers though averse to squareA
With the new city street it has to wearA
A number in But what about the brookB
That held the house as in an elbow crookB
I ask as one who knew the brook its strengthC
And impulse having dipped a finger lengthC
And made it leap my knuckle having tossedD
A flower to try its currents where they crossedD
The meadow grass could be cemented downE
From growing under pavements of a townE
The apple trees be sent to hearth stone flameF
Is water wood to serve a brook the sameF
How else dispose of an immortal forceG
No longer needed Staunch it at its sourceG
With cinder loads dumped down The brook was thrownH
Deep in a sewer dungeon under stoneH
In fetid darkness still to live and runI
And all for nothing it had ever doneI
Except forget to go in fear perhapsJ
No one would know except for ancient mapsJ
That such a brook ran water But I wonderK
If from its being kept forever underK
The thoughts may not have risen that so keepL
This new built city from both work and sleepL

Robert Frost



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