A Boy In Church Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC BABADD BEBEFG BHBHIJ KLKLKK

Gabble gabble brethren gabble gabbleA
My window frames forest and heatherB
I hardly hear the tuneful babbleA
Not knowing nor much caring whetherB
The text is praise or exhortationC
Prayer or thanksgiving or damnationC
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Outside it blows wetter and wetterB
The tossing trees never stay stillA
I shift my elbows to catch betterB
The full round sweep of heathered hillA
The tortured copse bends to and froD
In silence like a shadow showD
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The parson's voice runs like a riverB
Over smooth rocks I like this churchE
The pews are staid they never shiverB
They never bend or sway or lurchE
Prayer says the kind voice is a chainF
That draws down Grace from Heaven againG
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I add the hymns up over and overB
Until there's not the least mistakeH
Seven seventy one Look there's a ploverB
It's gone Who's that Saint by the lakeH
The red light from his mantle passesI
Across the broad memorial brassesJ
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It's pleasant here for dreams and thinkingK
Lolling and letting reason nodL
With ugly serious people linkingK
Sad prayers to a forgiving GodL
But a dumb blast sets the trees swayingK
With furious zeal like madmen prayingK

Robert Graves



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