At The Wars Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHGGII JJKKGG LLMMKNOO JJPPHHQAPP| Now that I am ta'en away | A |
| And may not see another day | A |
| What is it to my eye appears | B |
| What sound rings in my stricken ears | B |
| Not even the voice of any friend | C |
| Or eyes beloved world without end | C |
| But scenes and sounds of the country side | D |
| In far England across the tide | D |
| An upland field when spring's begun | E |
| Mellow beneath the evening sun | E |
| A circle of loose and lichened wall | F |
| Over which seven red pines fall | F |
| An orchard of wizen blossoming trees | G |
| Wherein the nesting chaffinches | G |
| Begin again the self same song | H |
| All the late April day time long | H |
| Paths that lead a shelving course | G |
| Between the chalk scarp and the gorse | G |
| By English downs and oh too well | I |
| I hear the hidden clanking bell | I |
| Of wandering sheep I see the brown | J |
| Twilight of the huge empty down | J |
| Soon blotted out for now a lane | K |
| Glitters with warmth of May time rain | K |
| And on a shooting briar I see | G |
| A yellow bird who sings to me | G |
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| O yellow hammer once I heard | L |
| Thy yaffle when no other bird | L |
| Could to my sunk heart comfort bring | M |
| But now I could not have thee sing | M |
| So sharp thy note is with the pain | K |
| Of England I may not see again | N |
| Yet sing thy song there answereth | O |
| Deep in me a voice which saith | O |
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| 'The gorse upon the twilit down | J |
| The English loam so sunset brown | J |
| The bowed pines and the sheep bells' clamour | P |
| The wet lit lane and the yellow hammer | P |
| The orchard and the chaffinch song | H |
| Only to the Brave belong | H |
| And he shall lose their joy for aye | Q |
| If their price he cannot pay | A |
| Who shall find them dearer far | P |
| Enriched by blood alter long war | P |
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Robert Nichols
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