The Ship Of Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BC DE FGH A DG IJ KGLMK A NO NPK QN P RSK N P NC TD UGK VKK WXC P LK YKZ YKA2P P DB2P C2KL KLD2KKE2VF2G2 RH2A2I2J2K2PL2M2M2 P K2K2QB2K2 C K N2KN2W O2QK2PC B2P2K2 RK Q2 K FPYA2Q2K KC GGD| I | A |
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| Now it is autumn and the falling fruit | B |
| and the long journey towards oblivion | C |
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| The apples falling like great drops of dew | D |
| to bruise themselves an exit from themselves | E |
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| And it is time to go to bid farewell | F |
| to one's own self and find an exit | G |
| from the fallen self | H |
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| II | A |
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| Have you built your ship of death O have you | D |
| O build your ship of death for you will need it | G |
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| The grim frost is at hand when the apples will fall | I |
| thick almost thundrous on the hardened earth | J |
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| And death is on the air like a smell of ashes | K |
| Ah can't you smell it | G |
| And in the bruised body the frightened soul | L |
| finds itself shrinking wincing from the cold | M |
| that blows upon it through the orifices | K |
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| III | A |
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| And can a man his own quietus make | N |
| with a bare bodkin | O |
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| With daggers bodkins bullets man can make | N |
| a bruise or break of exit for his life | P |
| but is that a quietus O tell me is it quietus | K |
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| Surely not so for how could murder even self murder | Q |
| ever a quietus make | N |
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| IV | P |
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| O let us talk of quiet that we know | R |
| that we can know the deep and lovely quiet | S |
| of a strong heart at peace | K |
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| How can we this our own quietus make | N |
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| V | P |
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| Build then the ship of death for you must take | N |
| the longest journey to oblivion | C |
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| And die the death the long and painful death | T |
| that lies between the old self and the new | D |
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| Already our bodies are fallen bruised badly bruised | U |
| already our souls are oozing through the exit | G |
| of the cruel bruise | K |
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| Already the dark and endless ocean of the end | V |
| is washing in through the breaches of our wounds | K |
| Already the flood is upon us | K |
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| Oh build your ship of death your little ark | W |
| and furnish it with food with little cakes and wine | X |
| for the dark flight down oblivion | C |
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| VI | P |
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| Piecemeal the body dies and the timid soul | L |
| has her footing washed away as the dark flood rises | K |
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| We are dying we are dying we are all of us dying | Y |
| and nothing will stay the death flood rising within us | K |
| and soon it will rise on the world on the outside world | Z |
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| We are dying we are dying piecemeal our bodies are dying | Y |
| and our strength leaves us | K |
| and our soul cowers naked in the dark rain over the flood | A2 |
| cowering in the last branches of the tree of our life | P |
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| VII | P |
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| We are dying we are dying so all we can do | D |
| is now to be willing to die and to build the ship | B2 |
| of death to carry the soul on the longest journey | P |
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| A little ship with oars and food | C2 |
| and little dishes and all accoutrements | K |
| fitting and ready for the departing soul | L |
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| Now launch the small ship now as the body dies | K |
| and life departs launch out the fragile soul | L |
| in the fragile ship of courage the ark of faith | D2 |
| with its store of food and little cooking pans | K |
| and change of clothes | K |
| upon the flood's black waste | E2 |
| upon the waters of the end | V |
| upon the sea of death where still we sail | F2 |
| darkly for we cannot steer and have no port | G2 |
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| There is no port there is nowhere to go | R |
| only the deepening blackness darkening still | H2 |
| blacker upon the soundless ungurgling flood | A2 |
| darkness at one with darkness up and down | I2 |
| and sideways utterly dark so there is no direction any more | J2 |
| and the little ship is there yet she is gone | K2 |
| She is not seen for there is nothing to see her by | P |
| She is gone gone and yet | L2 |
| somewhere she is there | M2 |
| Nowhere | M2 |
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| VIII | P |
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| And everything is gone the body is gone | K2 |
| completely under gone entirely gone | K2 |
| The upper darkness is heavy as the lower | Q |
| between them the little ship | B2 |
| is gone | K2 |
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| It is the end it is oblivion | C |
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| IX | K |
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| And yet out of eternity a thread | N2 |
| separates itself on the blackness | K |
| a horizontal thread | N2 |
| that fumes a little with pallor upon the dark | W |
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| Is it illusion or does the pallor fume | O2 |
| A little higher | Q |
| Ah wait wait for there's the dawn | K2 |
| the cruel dawn of coming back to life | P |
| out of oblivion | C |
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| Wait wait the little ship | B2 |
| drifting beneath the deathly ashy grey | P2 |
| of a flood dawn | K2 |
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| Wait wait even so a flush of yellow | R |
| and strangely O chilled wan soul a flush of rose | K |
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| A flush of rose and the whole thing starts again | Q2 |
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| X | K |
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| The flood subsides and the body like a worn sea shell | F |
| emerges strange and lovely | P |
| And the little ship wings home faltering and lapsing | Y |
| on the pink flood | A2 |
| and the frail soul steps out into the house again | Q2 |
| filling the heart with peace | K |
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| Swings the heart renewed with peace | K |
| even of oblivion | C |
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| Oh build your ship of death Oh build it | G |
| for you will need it | G |
| For the voyage of oblivion awaits you | D |
David Herbert Lawrence
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