Four In The Morning Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCCDDEEFFBBGGCCHH IIJKLLMMLLLLLLNBBNN| Cried the navy blue ghost | A |
| Of Mr Belaker | B |
| The allegro Negro cocktail shaker | B |
| Why did the cock crow | B |
| Why am I lost | C |
| Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd | C |
| The tropical leaves are whispering white | D |
| As water I race the wind in my flight | D |
| The white lace houses are carried away | E |
| By the tide far out they float and sway | E |
| White is the nursemaid on the parade | F |
| Is she real as she flirts with me unafraid | F |
| I raced through the leaves as white as water | B |
| Ghostly flowed over the nursemaid caught her | B |
| Left her edging the far off sand | G |
| Is the foam of the sirens' Metropole and Grand | G |
| And along the parade I am blown and lost | C |
| Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd | C |
| The guinea fowl plumaged houses sleep | H |
| On one I saw the lone grass weep | H |
| Where only the whimpering greyhound wind | I |
| Chased me raced me for what it could find | I |
| And there in the black and furry boughs | J |
| How slowly coldly old Time grows | K |
| Where the pigeons smelling of gingerbread | L |
| And the spectacled owls so deeply read | L |
| And the sweet ring doves of curded milk | M |
| Watch the Infanta's gown of silk | M |
| In the ghost room tall where the governante | L |
| Gesticulates lente and walks andante | L |
| 'Madam Princesses must be obedient | L |
| For a medicine now becomes expedient | L |
| Of five ingredients a diapente | L |
| Said the governante fading lente | L |
| In at the window then looked he | N |
| The navy blue ghost of Mr Belaker | B |
| The allegro Negro cocktail shaker | B |
| And his flattened face like the moon saw she | N |
| Rhinoceros black a flowing sea | N |
Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
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