The Sower Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCBBA DEFDEF

A brown sad coloured hillside where the soilA
Fresh from the frequent harrow deep and fineB
Lies bare no break in the remote sky lineB
Save where a flock of pigeons streams aloftC
Startled from feed in some low lying croftC
Or far off spires with yellow of sunset shineB
And here the Sower unwittingly divineB
Exerts the silent forethought of his toilA
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Alone he treads the glebe his measured strideD
Dumb in the yielding soil and tho' small joyE
Dwell in his heavy face as spreads the blindF
Pale grain from his dispensing palm asideD
This plodding churl grows great in his employE
Godlike he makes provision for mankindF

Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts



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