Fragments Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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About my fields in the broad sunA
And blaze of noon there goeth oneA
Barefoot and robed in blue to scanB
With the hard eye of the husbandmanB
My harvests and my cattle HerC
When even puts the birds astirC
And day has set in the great woodsD
We seek among her garden roodsD
With bells and cries in vain the whileE
Lamps plate and the decanter smileE
On the forgotten board But sheF
Deaf blind and prone on face and kneeF
Forgets time family and feastG
And digs like a demented beastG
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Tall as a guardsman pale as the east at dawnB
Who strides in strange apparel on the lawnB
Rails for his breakfast routs his vassals outH
Like boys escaped from school with song and shoutH
Kind and unkind his Maker's final freakI
Part we deride the child part dread the antiqueI
See where his gang like frogs among the dewJ
Crouch at their duty an unquiet crewJ
Adjust their staring kilts and their swift eyesD
Turn still to him who sits to superviseD
He in the midst perched on a fallen treeF
Eyes them at labour and guitar on kneeF
Now ministers alarm now scatters joyK
Now twangs a halting chord now tweaks a boyK
Thorough in all my resolute vizierF
Plays both the despot and the volunteerF
Exacts with fines obedience to my lawsD
And for his music too exacts applauseD
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The Adorner of the uncomely thoseD
Amidst whose tall battalions goesD
Her pretty person out and inB
All day with an endearing dinB
Of censure and encouragementL
And when all else is tried in vainB
See her sit down and weep againB
She weeps to conquerF
She varies on her grenadiersD
From satire up to girlish tearsD
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Or rather to behold her whenB
She plies for me the unresting penB
And when the loud assault of squallsD
Resounds upon the roof and wallsD
And the low thunder growls and IM
Raise my dictating voice on highM
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What glory for a boy of tenB
Who now must three gigantic menB
And two enormous dapple greyF
New Zealand pack horses arrayF
And lead and wisely resoluteN
Our day long business executeN
In the far shore side town His soulO
Glows in his bosom like a coalO
His innocent eyes glitter againB
And his hand trembles on the reinB
Once he reviews his whole commandP
And chivalrously planting handP
On hip a borrowed attitudeQ
Rides off downhill into the woodR
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I meanwhile in the populous house apartS
Sit snugly chambered and my silent artS
Uninterrupted unremitting plyM
Before the dawn by morning lamplight byM
The glow of smelting noon and when the sunB
Dips past my westering hill and day is doneB
So bending still over my trade of wordsD
I hear the morning and the evening birdsD
The morning and the evening stars beholdT
So there apart I sit as once of oldT
Napier in wizard Merchiston and myM
Brown innocent aides in home and husbandryF
Wonder askance What ails the boss they askU
Him richest of the rich an endless taskU
Before the earliest birds or servants stirF
Calls and detains him daylong prisonerF
He whose innumerable dollars hewedT
This cleft in the boar and devil haunted woodT
And bade therein from sun to seas and skiesD
His many windowed painted palace riseD
Red roofed blue walled a rainbow on the hillV
A wonder in the forest glade he stillV
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Unthinkable Aladdin dawn and darkW
Scribbles and scribbles like a German clerkX
We see the fact but tell O tell us whyM
My reverend washman and wise butler cryM
Meanwhile at times the manifoldT
Imperishable perfumes of the pastT
And coloured pictures rise on me thick and fastT
And I remember the white rime the loudT
Lamplitten city shops and the changing crowdT
And I remember home and the old timeY
The winding river the white moving rhymeY
The autumn robin by the river sideT
That pipes in the grey eveZ
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The old lady so they say but IM
Admire your young vitalityT
Still brisk of foot still busy and keenB
In and about and up and downB
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I hear you pass with bustling feetT
The long verandahs round and beatT
Your bell and Lotu Lotu cryM
Thus calling our queer companyT
In morning or in evening dimA2
To prayers and the oft mangled hymnA2
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All day you watch across the skyM
The silent shining cloudlands plyM
That huge as countries swift as birdsD
Beshade the isles by halves and thirdsD
Till each with battlemented crestT
Stands anchored in the ensanguined westT
An Alp enchanted All the dayT
You hear the exuberant wind at playT
In vast unbroken voice upliftT
In roaring tree round whistling cliftT

Robert Louis Stevenson



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