The Exposed Nest Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACABCDAEEBFGDHHHFI IIEJKELLJKMBNMNBYou were forever finding some new play | A |
So when I saw you down on hands and knees | B |
I the meadow busy with the new cut hay | A |
Trying I thought to set it up on end | C |
I went to show you how to make it stay | A |
If that was your idea against the breeze | B |
And if you asked me even help pretend | C |
To make it root again and grow afresh | D |
But 'twas no make believe with you today | A |
Nor was the grass itself your real concern | E |
Though I found your hand full of wilted fern | E |
Steel bright June grass and blackening heads of clovers | B |
'Twas a nest full of young birds on the ground | F |
The cutter bar had just gone champing over | G |
Miraculously without tasking flesh | D |
And left defenseless to the heat and light | H |
You wanted to restore them to their right | H |
Of something interposed between their sight | H |
And too much world at once could means be found | F |
The way the nest full every time we stirred | I |
Stood up to us as to a mother bird | I |
Whose coming home has been too long deferred | I |
Made me ask would the mother bird return | E |
And care for them in such a change of scene | J |
And might out meddling make her more afraid | K |
That was a thing we could not wait to learn | E |
We saw the risk we took in doing good | L |
But dared not spare to do the best we could | L |
Though harm should come of it so built the screen | J |
You had begun and gave them back their shade | K |
All this to prove we cared Why is there then | M |
No more to tell We turned to other things | B |
I haven't any memory have you | N |
Of ever coming to the place again | M |
To see if the birds lived the first night through | N |
And so at last to learn to use their wings | B |
Robert Lee Frost
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