Poulain The Prisoner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A ABBAABBC DEEEDD A FGG GF FHHIFF A JFFJJF J KFKFFK| I | A |
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| BEYOND his silent vault green springs went by | A |
| The river flashed along its open way | B |
| Blithe swallows flitted in their billowy play | B |
| And the sweet lark went quivering up the sky | A |
| With him was stillness and his heart's dumb cry | A |
| And darkness of the tomb through hopeless day | B |
| Save that along the wall one single ray | B |
| Shifted through jealous loop holes westerly | C |
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| One single ray and where its light could fall | D |
| His rusty nail carved saints and angels there | E |
| And warriors and slim girls with braided hair | E |
| And blossomy boughs and birds athwart the air | E |
| Rude work but yet a world And light for all | D |
| Was one slant ray upon a prison wall | D |
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| II | A |
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| One ray and in its track hlie lived and wrought | F |
| And in free wideness of the world I know | G |
| One said 'Fair sunshine yet it serves not so | G |
| It needs a tenderer when I shape my thought ' | - |
| And ''Tis too brown and molten in the drought ' | - |
| And ''Tis too wan a greyness in this snow ' | - |
| And would have toiled but wearied and was woe | G |
| While days stole past and had bequeathed him nought | F |
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| Maybe in Gisors round the fortress mead | F |
| Gisors where now when fair time brings its press | H |
| They seek the prisoner's tower to gaze and guess | H |
| And love the work he made in loneliness | I |
| One cursed the gloom and died without a deed | F |
| The while he carved where his one ray could lead | F |
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| III | A |
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| 'Oh loneliness oh darkness ' so we wail | J |
| Crying to life to give we know not what | F |
| The hope not come the ecstasy forgot | F |
| The things we should have had and needing fail | J |
| Nor know what thing it was for which we ail | J |
| And like tired travellers to an unknown spot | F |
| Pass listless noting only 'Yet 'tis not ' | - |
| And count the ended day an empty tale | J |
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| Ah me to linger on in dim repose | K |
| And feel the numbness over hand and thought | F |
| And feel the silence in the heart that grows | K |
| Ah me to have forgot the hope we sought | F |
| One ray of light and a soul lived and wrought | F |
| And on the prison walls a message rose | K |
Augusta Davies Webster
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