The Autumn Thistles Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCA DEFDEF

The morning sky is white with mist the earthA
White with the inspiration of the dewB
The harvest light is on the hills anewB
And cheer in the grave acres' fruitful girthA
Only in this high pasture is there dearthA
Where the gray thistles crowd in ranks austereC
As if the sod close cropt for many a yearC
Brought only bane and bitterness to birthA
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But in the crisp air's amethystine waveD
How the harsh stalks are washed with radiance nowE
How gleams the harsh turf where the crickets lieF
Dew freshened in their burnished armour braveD
Since earth could not endure nor heaven allowE
Aught of unlovely in the morn's clear eyeF

Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts



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