Hardcastle Crags Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHIJ KLMNO PQRST LUVUV WBWXL LLLLY LZLA2L B2C2EDC| Flintlike her feet struck | A |
| Such a racket of echoes from the steely street | B |
| Tacking in moon blued crooks from the black | C |
| Stone built town that she heard the quick air ignite | D |
| Its tinder and shake | E |
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| A firework of echoes from wall | F |
| To wall of the dark dwarfed cottages | G |
| But the echoes died at her back as the walls | H |
| Gave way to fields and the incessant seethe of grasses | I |
| Riding in the full | J |
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| Of the moon manes to the wind | K |
| Tireless tied as a moon bound sea | L |
| Moves on its root Though a mist wraith wound | M |
| Up from the fissured valley and hung shoulder high | N |
| Ahead it fattened | O |
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| To no family featured ghost | P |
| Nor did any word body with a name | Q |
| The blank mood she walked in Once past | R |
| The dream peopled village her eyes entertained no dream | S |
| And the sandman's dust | T |
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| Lost luster under her footsoles | L |
| The long wind paring her person down | U |
| To a pinch of flame blew its burdened whistle | V |
| In the whorl of her ear and like a scooped out pumpkin crown | U |
| Her head cupped the babel | V |
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| All the night gave her in return | W |
| For the paltry gift of her bulk and the beat | B |
| Of her heart was the humped indifferent iron | W |
| Of its hills and its pastures bordered by black stone set | X |
| On black stone Barns | L |
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| Guarded broods and litters | L |
| Behind shut doors the dairy herds | L |
| Knelt in the meadow mute as boulders | L |
| Sheep drowsed stoneward in their tussocks of wool and birds | L |
| Twig sleep wore | Y |
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| Granite ruffs their shadows | L |
| The guise of leaves The whole landscape | Z |
| Loomed absolute as the antique world was | L |
| Once in its earliest sway of lymph and sap | A2 |
| Unaltered by eyes | L |
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| Enough to snuff the quick | B2 |
| Of her small heat out but before the weight | C2 |
| Of stones and hills of stones could break | E |
| Her down to mere quartz grit n that stony light | D |
| She turned back | C |
Sylvia Plath
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