The Last Mowing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDDEFGHIIIHDDJDH| There's a place called Far away Meadow | A |
| We never shall mow in again | B |
| Or such is the talk at the farmhouse | C |
| The meadow is finished with men | B |
| Then now is the chance for the flowers | D |
| That can't stand mowers and plowers | D |
| It must be now through in season | E |
| Before the not mowing brings trees on | F |
| Before trees seeing the opening | G |
| March into a shadowy claim | H |
| The trees are all I'm afraid of | I |
| That flowers can't bloom in the shade of | I |
| It's no more men I'm afraid of | I |
| The meadow is done with the tame | H |
| The place for the moment is ours | D |
| For you oh tumultuous flowers | D |
| To go to waste and go wild in | J |
| All shapes and colors of flowers | D |
| I needn't call you by name | H |
Robert Lee Frost
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