While Drawing In A Church-yard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFGF HI JKJK

It is sad that so many of worthA
Still in the flesh soughed the yewB
Misjudge their lot whom kindly earthA
Secludes from viewB
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They ride their diurnal roundC
Each day span's sum of hoursD
In peerless ease without jolt or boundC
Or ache like oursD
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If the living could but hearE
What is heard by my roots as they creepF
Round the restful flock and the things said thereG
No one would weepF
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'Now set among the wise '-
They say 'Enlarged in scopeH
That no God trumpet us to riseI
We truly hope '-
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I listened to his strange taleJ
In the mood that stillness bringsK
And I grew to accept as the day wore paleJ
That show of thingsK

Thomas Hardy



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