The Boy In Church Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDD BEBEFF BGBGH BIBIJK LMLMLL

'Gabble gabble brethren gabble gabble 'A
My window glimpses larch and heatherB
I hardly hear the tuneful babbleC
Not knowing nor much caring whetherB
The text is praise or exhortationD
Prayer of thanksgiving or damnationD
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Outside it blows wetter and wetterB
The tossing trees never stay stillE
I shift my elbows to catch betterB
The full round sweep of heathered hillE
The tortured copse bends to and froF
In silenece like a shadow showF
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The parson's voice runs like a riverB
Over smooth rocks I like this churchG
The pews are staid they never shiverB
They never bend or sway or lurchG
'Prayer ' says the kind voice 'is a chainH
That draws down Grace from Heaven again '-
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I add the hymns up over and overB
Until there's not the least mistakeI
Seven seventy one Look there's a ploverB
It's gone Who's that Saint by the LakeI
The red light from his mantle passesJ
Across the broad memorial brassesK
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It's pleasant here for dreams and thinkingL
Lolling and letting reason nodM
With ugly serious people linkingL
Prayer chains for a forgiving GodM
But a dumb blast sets the trees swayingL
WIth furious zeal like madmen prayingL

Robert Graves



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