The Thatch Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHIJJKK LLMMNOOPPQQQQRR

Out alone in the winter rainA
Intent on giving and taking painA
But never was I far out of sightB
Of a certain upper window lightB
The light was what it was all aboutC
I would not go in till the light went outC
It would not go out till I came inD
Well we should wee which one would winD
We should see which one would be first to yieldE
The world was black invisible fieldE
The rain by rights was snow for coldF
The wind was another layer of moldF
But the strangest thing in the thick old thatchG
Where summer birds had been given hatchG
had fed in chorus and lived to fledgeH
Some still were living in hermitageI
And as I passed along the eavesJ
So low I brushed the straw with my sleevesJ
I flushed birds out of hole after holeK
Into the darkness It grieved my soulK
It started a grief within a griefL
To think their case was beyond reliefL
They could not go flying about in searchM
Of their nest again nor find a perchM
They must brood where they fell in mulch and mireN
Trusting feathers and inward fireO
Till daylight made it safe for a flyerO
My greater grief was by so much reducedP
As I though of them without nest or roostP
That was how that grief started to meltQ
They tell me the cottage where we dweltQ
Its wind torn thatch goes now unmendedQ
Its life of hundred of years has endedQ
By letting the rain I knew outdoorsR
In on to the upper chamber floorsR

Robert Lee Frost



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