Rocky Acres Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCC DCDCCEE FGFGGHH IJIJKHH

This is a wild land country of my choiceA
With harsh craggy mountain moor ample and bareB
Seldom in these acres is heard any voiceA
But voice of cold water that runs here and thereB
Through rocks and lank heather growing without careB
No mice in the heath run nor no birds cryC
For fear of the dark speck that floats in the skyC
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He soars and he hovers rocking on his wingsD
He scans his wide parish with a sharp eyeC
He catches the trembling of small hidden thingsD
He tears them in pieces dropping from the skyC
Tenderness and pity the land will denyC
Where life is but nourished from water and rockE
A hardy adventure full of fear and shockE
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Time has never journeyed to this lost landF
Crakeberries and heather bloom out of dateG
The rocks jut the streams flow singing on either handF
Careless if the season be early or lateG
The skies wander overhead now blue now slateG
Winter would be known by his cold cutting snowH
If June did not borrow his armour alsoH
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Yet this is my country be loved by me bestI
The first land that rose from Chaos and the FloodJ
Nursing no fat valleys for comfort and restI
Trampled by no hard hooves stained with no bloodJ
Bold immortal country whose hill tops have stoodK
Strongholds for the proud gods when on earth they goH
Terror for fat burghers in far plains belowH

Robert Graves



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