The Voyage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEFEF AGHGHIJIJ AKLMLNONO PQPQPRSTS PUVUVWPWP PXYXYZA2B2A2 PC2D2C2D2E2F2E2F2 PG2LG2LVYV F2H2I2H2I2J2F2J2F2 F2QK2QK2LL2LL2 F2L2M2L2M2F2HF2H F2N2L2N2L2L2FL2FI | A |
We left behind the painted buoy | B |
That tosses at the harbor mouth | C |
And madly danced our hearts with joy | D |
As fast we fleeted to the South | C |
How fresh was every sight and sound | E |
On open main or winding shore | F |
We knew the merry world was round | E |
And we might sail for evermore | F |
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II | A |
Warm broke the breeze against the brow | G |
Dry sang the tackle sang the sail | H |
The Lady's head upon the prow | G |
Caught the shrill salt and sheer'd the gale | H |
The broad seas swell'd to meet the keel | I |
And swept behind so quick the run | J |
We felt the good ship shake and reel | I |
We seem'd to sail into the Sun | J |
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III | A |
How oft we saw the Sun retire | K |
And burn the threshold of the night | L |
Fall from his Ocean lane of fire | M |
And sleep beneath his pillar'd light | L |
How oft the purple skirted robe | N |
Of twilight slowly downward drawn | O |
As thro' the slumber of the globe | N |
Again we dash'd into the dawn | O |
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IV | P |
New stars all night above the brim | Q |
Of waters lighten'd into view | P |
They climb'd as quickly for the rim | Q |
Changed every moment as we flew | P |
Far ran the naked moon across | R |
The houseless ocean's heaving field | S |
Or flying shone the silver boss | T |
Of her own halo's dusky shield | S |
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V | P |
The peaky islet shifted shapes | U |
High towns on hills were dimly seen | V |
We past long lines of Northern capes | U |
And dewy Northern meadows green | V |
We came to warmer waves and deep | W |
Across the boundless east we drove | P |
Where those long swells of breaker sweep | W |
The nutmeg rocks and isles clove | P |
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VI | P |
By peaks that flamed or all in shade | X |
Gloom'd the low coast and quivering brine | Y |
With ashy rains that spreading made | X |
Fantastic plume or sable pine | Y |
By sands and steaming flats and floods | Z |
Of mighty mouth we scudded fast | A2 |
And hills and scarlet mingled woods | B2 |
Glow'd for a moment as we past | A2 |
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VII | P |
O hundred shores of happy climes | C2 |
How swiftly stream'd ye by the bark | D2 |
At times the whole sea burn'd at times | C2 |
With wakes of fire we tore the dark | D2 |
At times a carven craft would shoot | E2 |
From havens hid in fairy bowers | F2 |
With naked limbs and flowers and fruit | E2 |
But we nor paused for fruit nor flowers | F2 |
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VIII | P |
For one fair Vision ever fled | G2 |
Down the waste waters day and night | L |
And still we follow'd where she led | G2 |
In hope to gain upon her flight | L |
Her face was evermore unseen | V |
And fixt upon the far sea line | Y |
But each man murmur'd 'O my Queen | V |
I follow till I make thee mine ' | - |
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IX | F2 |
And now we lost her now she gleam'd | H2 |
Like Fancy made of golden air | I2 |
Now nearer to the prow she seem'd | H2 |
Like Virtue firm like Knowledge fair | I2 |
Now high on waves that idly burst | J2 |
Like Heavenly Hope she crown'd the sea | F2 |
And now the bloodless point reversed | J2 |
She bore the blade of Liberty | F2 |
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X | F2 |
And only one among us him | Q |
We please not he was seldom pleased | K2 |
He saw not far his eyes were dim | Q |
But ours he swore were all diseased | K2 |
'A ship of fools' he shriek'd in spite | L |
'A ship of fools' he sneer'd and wept | L2 |
And overboard one stormy night | L |
He cast his body and on we swept | L2 |
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XI | F2 |
And never sail of ours was furl'd | L2 |
Nor anchor dropt at eve or morn | M2 |
We loved the glories of the world | L2 |
But laws of nature were our scorn | M2 |
For blasts would rise and rave and cease | F2 |
But whence were those that drove the sail | H |
Across the whirlwind's heart of peace | F2 |
And to and thro' the counter gale | H |
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XII | F2 |
Again to colder climes we came | N2 |
For still we follow'd where she led | L2 |
Now mate is blind and captain lame | N2 |
And half the crew are sick or dead | L2 |
But blind or lame or sick or sound | L2 |
We follow that which flies before | F |
We know the merry world is round | L2 |
And we may sail for evermore | F |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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