The Lost Colonel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC D DE FGFG GHGH I IJ KLKL GGGG MNM O OP QRQ STS UVUV WMW V V| ''Tis a woeful yarn ' said the sailor man bold | A |
| Who had sailed the northern lakes | B |
| 'No woefuler one has ever been told | A |
| Exceptin' them called 'fakes '' | C |
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| 'Go on thou son of the wind and fog | D |
| For I burn to know the worst ' | - |
| But his silent lip in a glass of grog | D |
| Was dreamily immersed | E |
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| Then he wiped it on his sleeve and said | F |
| 'It's never like that I drinks | G |
| But what of the gallant gent that's dead | F |
| I truly mournful thinks | G |
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| 'He was a soldier chap leastways | G |
| As 'Colonel' he was knew | H |
| An' he hailed from some'rs where they raise | G |
| A grass that's heavenly blue | H |
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| 'He sailed as a passenger aboard | I |
| The schooner 'Henery Jo ' | - |
| O wild the waves and galeses roared | I |
| Like taggers in a show | J |
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| 'But he sat at table that calm an' mild | K |
| As if he never had let | L |
| His sperit know that the waves was wild | K |
| An' everlastin' wet | L |
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| 'Jest set with a bottle afore his nose | G |
| As was labeled 'Total Eclipse' | G |
| The bottle was an' he frequent rose | G |
| A glass o' the same to his lips | G |
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| 'An' he says to me for the steward slick | M |
| Of the 'Henery Jo' was I | N |
| 'This sailor life's the very old Nick | M |
| On the lakes it's powerful dry ' | - |
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| 'I says 'Aye aye sir it beats the Dutch | O |
| I hopes you'll outlast the trip ' | - |
| But if I'd been him an' I said as much | O |
| I'd 'a' took a faster ship | P |
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| 'His laughture loud an' long an' free | Q |
| Rang out o'er the tempest's roar | R |
| 'You're an elegant reasoner ' says he | Q |
| 'But it's powerful dry ashore '' | - |
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| 'O mariner man why pause and don | S |
| A look of so deep concern | T |
| Have another glass go on go on | S |
| For to know the worst I burn ' | - |
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| 'One day he was leanin' over the rail | U |
| When his footing some way slipped | V |
| An' this is the woefulest part o' my tale | U |
| He was accidental unshipped | V |
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| 'The empty boats was overboard hove | W |
| As he swum in the 'Henery's wake' | M |
| But 'fore we had 'bouted ship he had drove | W |
| From sight on the ragin' lake ' | - |
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| 'And so the poor gentleman was drowned | V |
| And now I'm apprised of the worst ' | - |
| 'What him 'Twas an hour afore he was found | V |
| In the yawl stone dead o' thirst ' | - |
Ambrose Bierce
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