The Only Son Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAC ADA EF E AG A

O bitter wind toward the sunset blowingA
What of the dales tonightB
In yonder gray old hall what fires are glowingA
What ring of festal lightsC
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In the great window as the day was dwindlingA
I saw an old man standD
His head was proudly held and his eyes kindlingA
But the list shook in his hand '-
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O wind of twilight was there no word utteredE
No sound of joy or wailF
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'A great fight and a good death ' he mutteredE
'Trust him he would not fail ''-
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What of the chamber dark where she was lyingA
For whom all life is doneG
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'Within her heart she rocks a dead child cryingA
'My son my little son ''-

Sir Henry Newbolt



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