The sky is low, the clouds are mean, A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.

Which of the following is the pattern of beats in the poem?
A) 8, 7, 8, 6; 8, 6, 8, 6
B) 8, 8, 8, 8; 8, 8, 8, 8
C) 8, 7, 8, 7; 8, 7, 8, 7
D) 6, 7, 6, 7; 6, 7, 6, 7