Poet Thomas Hardy

Thomas Hardy

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Places Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACBC DEEDFEF GHHIJHJ KLLKMLM

Nobody says Ah that is the placeA
Where chanced in the hollow of years agoB
What none of the Three Towns cared to knowB
The birth of a little girl of graceA
The sweetest the house saw first or lastC
Yet it was soB
On that day long pastC
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Nobody thinks There there she layD
In a room by the Hoe like the bud of a flowerE
And listened just after the bedtime hourE
To the stammering chimes that used to playD
The quaint Old Hundred and Thirteenth tuneF
In Saint Andrew's towerE
Night morn and noonF
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Nobody calls to mind that hereG
Upon Boterel Hill where the carters skidH
With cheeks whose airy flush outbidH
Fresh fruit in bloom and free of fearI
She cantered down as if she must fallJ
Though she never didH
To the charm of allJ
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Nay one there is to whom these thingsK
That nobody else's mind calls backL
Have a savour that scenes in being lackL
And a presence more than the actual bringsK
To whom to day is beneaped and staleM
And its urgent clackL
But a vapid taleM

Thomas Hardy



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