Sea Dreams Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLLMNOPQRS TQQQQULLVQWSLQXLYLQQ ZQQA2B2VGTL QLC2D2TLE2C2QQ QQTF2LQQLQLG2H2LQLI2 GLTQL TQ QQKTLKQSQQPQQJ2QLLL Q LK2QXTL2Q QQQQLXM2LLQQN2QQQQQO 2QQC2LP2L G2C2QK2 N2QK2 QQQ2TD2LR2QLQQQS2LQL N2QT2 VU2F2QQQUQLQ T2TUQ| A city clerk but gently born and bred | A |
| His wife an unknown artist's orphan child | B |
| One babe was theirs a Margaret three years old | C |
| They thinking that her clear germander eye | D |
| Droopt in the giant factoried city gloom | E |
| Came with a month's leave given them to the sea | F |
| For which his gains were dock'd however small | G |
| Small were his gains and hard his work besides | H |
| Their slender household fortunes for the man | I |
| Had risk'd his little like the little thrift | J |
| Trembled in perilous places o'er a deep | K |
| And oft when sitting all alone his face | L |
| Would darken as he cursed his credulousness | L |
| And that one unctuous mount which lured him rogue | M |
| To buy strange shares in some Peruvian mine | N |
| Now seaward bound for health they gain'd a coast | O |
| All sand and cliff and deep inrunning cave | P |
| At close of day slept woke and went the next | Q |
| The Sabbath pious variers from the church | R |
| To chapel where a heated pulpiteer | S |
| Not preaching simple Christ to simple men | T |
| Announced the coming doom and fulminated | Q |
| Against the scarlet woman and her creed | Q |
| For sideways up he swung his arms and shriek'd | Q |
| Thus thus with violence ' ev'n as if he held | Q |
| The Apocalyptic millstone and himself | U |
| Were that great Angel Thus with violence | L |
| Shall Babylon be cast into the sea | L |
| Then comes the close ' The gentle hearted wife | V |
| Sat shuddering at the ruin of a world | Q |
| He at his own but when the wordy storm | W |
| Had ended forth they came and paced the shore | S |
| Ran in and out the long sea framing caves | L |
| Drank the large air and saw but scarce believed | Q |
| The sootflake of so many a summer still | X |
| Clung to their fancies that they saw the sea | L |
| So now on sand they walk'd and now on cliff | Y |
| Lingering about the thymy promontories | L |
| Till all the sails were darken'd in the west | Q |
| And rosed in the east then homeward and to bed | Q |
| Where she who kept a tender Christian hope | Z |
| Haunting a holy text and still to that | Q |
| Returning as the bird returns at night | Q |
| Let not the sun go down upon your wrath ' | A2 |
| Said Love forgive him ' but he did not speak | B2 |
| And silenced by that silence lay the wife | V |
| Remembering her dear Lord who died for all | G |
| And musing on the little lives of men | T |
| And how they mar this little by their feuds | L |
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| But while the two were sleeping a full tide | Q |
| Rose with ground swell which on the foremost rocks | L |
| Touching upjetted in spirts of wild sea smoke | C2 |
| And scaled in sheets of wasteful foam and fell | D2 |
| In vast sea cataracts ever and anon | T |
| Dead claps of thunder from within the cliffs | L |
| Heard thro' the living roar At this the babe | E2 |
| Their Margaret cradled near them wail'd and woke | C2 |
| The mother and the father suddenly cried | Q |
| A wreck a wreck ' then turn'd and groaning said | Q |
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| Forgive How many will say 'forgive ' and find | Q |
| A sort of absolution in the sound | Q |
| To hate a little longer No the sin | T |
| That neither God nor man can well forgive | F2 |
| Hypocrisy I saw it in him at once | L |
| Is it so true that second thoughts are best | Q |
| Not first and third which are a riper first | Q |
| Too ripe too late they come too late for use | L |
| Ah love there surely lives in man and beast | Q |
| Something divine to warn them of their foes | L |
| And such a sense when first I fronted him | G2 |
| Said 'trust him not ' but after when I came | H2 |
| To know him more I lost it knew him less | L |
| Fought with what seem'd my own uncharity | Q |
| Sat at his table drank his costly wines | L |
| Made more and more allowance for his talk | I2 |
| Went further fool and trusted him with all | G |
| All my poor scrapings from a dozen years | L |
| Of dust and deskwork there is no such mine | T |
| None but a gulf of ruin swallowing gold | Q |
| Not making Ruin'd ruin'd the sea roars | L |
| Ruin a fearful night ' | - |
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| Not fearful fair ' | - |
| Said the good wife if every star in heaven | T |
| Can make it fair you do but bear the tide | Q |
| Had you ill dreams ' | - |
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| O yes ' he said I dream'd | Q |
| Of such a tide swelling toward the land | Q |
| And I from out the boundless outer deep | K |
| Swept with it to the shore and enter'd one | T |
| Of those dark caves that run beneath the cliffs | L |
| I thought the motion of the boundless deep | K |
| Bore through the cave and I was heaved upon it | Q |
| In darkness then I saw one lovely star | S |
| Larger and larger 'What a world ' I thought | Q |
| 'To live in ' but in moving I found | Q |
| Only the landward exit of the cave | P |
| Bright with the sun upon the stream beyond | Q |
| And near the light a giant woman sat | Q |
| All over earthy like a piece of earth | J2 |
| A pickaxe in her hand then out I slipt | Q |
| Into a land all of sun and blossom trees | L |
| As high as heaven and every bird that sings | L |
| And here the night light flickering in my eyes | L |
| Awoke me ' | - |
| - | |
| That was then your dream ' she said | Q |
| Not sad but sweet ' | - |
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| So sweet I lay ' said he | L |
| And mused upon it drifting up the stream | K2 |
| In fancy till I slept again and pieced | Q |
| The broken vision for I dream'd that still | X |
| The motion of the great deep bore me on | T |
| And that the woman walk'd upon the brink | L2 |
| I wonder'd at her strength and ask'd her of it | Q |
| 'It came ' she said 'by working in the mines ' | - |
| O then to ask her of my shares I thought | Q |
| And ask'd but not a word she shook her head | Q |
| And then the motion of the current ceased | Q |
| And there was rolling thunder and we reach'd | Q |
| A mountain like a wall of burs and thorns | L |
| But she with her strong feet up the steep hill | X |
| Trod out a path I follow'd and at top | M2 |
| She pointed seaward there a fleet of glass | L |
| That seem'd a fleet of jewels under me | L |
| Sailing along before a gloomy cloud | Q |
| That not one moment ceased to thunder past | Q |
| In sunshine right across its track there lay | N2 |
| Down in the water a long reef of gold | Q |
| Or what seem'd gold and I was glad at first | Q |
| To think that in our often ransack'd world | Q |
| Still so much gold was left and then I fear'd | Q |
| Lest the gay navy there should splinter on it | Q |
| And fearing waved my arm to warn them off | O2 |
| An idle signal for the brittle fleet | Q |
| I thought I could have died to save it near'd | Q |
| Touch'd clink'd and clash'd and vanish'd and I woke | C2 |
| I heard the clash so clearly Now I see | L |
| My dream was Life the woman honest Work | P2 |
| And my poor venture but a fleet of glass | L |
| Wreck'd on a reef of visionary gold ' | - |
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| Nay ' said the kindly wife to comfort him | G2 |
| You raised your arm you tumbled down and broke | C2 |
| The glass with little Margaret's medicine it it | Q |
| And breaking that you made and broke your dream | K2 |
| A trifle makes a dream a trifle breaks ' | - |
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| No trifle ' groan'd the husband yesterday | N2 |
| I met him suddenly in the street and ask'd | Q |
| That which I ask'd the woman in my dream | K2 |
| Like her he shook his head 'Show me the books ' | - |
| He dodged me with a long and loose account | Q |
| 'The books the books ' but he he could not wait | Q |
| Bound on a matter he of life and death | Q2 |
| When the great Books see Daniel seven and ten | T |
| Were open'd I should find he meant me well | D2 |
| And then began to bloat himself and ooze | L |
| All over with the fat affectionate smile | R2 |
| That makes the widow lean 'My dearest friend | Q |
| Have faith have faith We live by faith ' said he | L |
| 'And all things work together for the good | Q |
| Of those' it makes me sick to quote him last | Q |
| Gript my hand hard and with God bless you went | Q |
| I stood like one that had received a blow | S2 |
| I found a hard friend in his loose accounts | L |
| A loose one in the hard grip of his hand | Q |
| A curse in his God bless you then my eyes | L |
| Pursued him down the street and far away | N2 |
| Among the honest shoulders of the crowd | Q |
| Read rascal in the motions of his back | T2 |
| And scoundrel in the supple sliding knee ' | - |
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| Was he so bound poor soul ' said the good wife | V |
| So are we all but do not call him love | U2 |
| Before you prove him rogue and proved forgive | F2 |
| His gain is loss for he that wrongs his friend | Q |
| Wrongs himself more and ever bears about | Q |
| A silent court of justice in his breast | Q |
| Himself the judge and jury and himself | U |
| The prisoner at the bar ever condemn'd | Q |
| And that drags down his life then comes what comes | L |
| Hereafter and he meant he said he meant | Q |
| Perhaps he meant or partly meant you well ' | - |
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| 'With all his conscience and one eye askew' | T2 |
| Love let me quote these lines that you may learn | T |
| A man is likewise counsel for himself | U |
| Too often in that silent | Q |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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