The End Of The Search Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGH FIJI KLML NOFO AFHF APAP AAQA RSKS ASTS UVFV WSFS XYZY A2ASA B2FC2F D2SSS AZAZ KE2AE2 SF2SF2 G2SH2S B2I2J2I2 ASAS FK2AK2 SL2M2L2 AB2N2B2 O2AFA P2FFF P2SVS WQ2AQ2 QFO2F FR2S2R2 KFK2F K2K2AK2 K2AK2A K2P2AP2 B2FT2S K2SU2S U2SAS FFSF U2S2K2S2There's the dragon banner says Old King Cole | A |
And the tiger banner he cries | B |
Pantagruel breaks into a laugh | C |
As the monarch dries his eyes The Search | D |
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The tiger banyer that is what you call much | E |
Bad men in China Amelica The dragon banyer | F |
That is storm leprosy no rice what you call | G |
Nature See Nature King Joy | H |
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Said Old King Cole I know the banner | F |
Of dragon and tiger too | I |
But I would know the vagrant fellows | J |
Who came to my castle with you | I |
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And I would know why they rise in the morning | K |
And never take bread or scrip | L |
And why they hasten over the mountain | M |
In a sorrowed fellowship | L |
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Then said Pantagruel Heard you not | N |
One said he goes to Spain | O |
One said he goes to Elsinore | F |
And one to the Trojan plain | O |
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Faith if it be said Old King Cole | A |
There is a word that's more | F |
Who is it goes to Spain and Troy | H |
And who to Elsinore | F |
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One may be Quixote said Pantagruel | A |
Out for the final joust | P |
One may be Hamlet said Pantagruel | A |
And one I think is Faust | P |
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Whoever they be said Pantagruel | A |
Why stand at the window and drool | A |
Let's out and catch the runaways | Q |
While the morning hour is cool | A |
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Pantagruel runs to the castle court | R |
And King Cole follows soon | S |
The cobblestones of the court yard ring | K |
To the beat of their flying shoon | S |
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Pantagruel clutches the holy bottle | A |
And King Cole clutches his crown | S |
They throw the bolt of the castle gate | T |
And race them through the town | S |
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They cross the river and follow the road | U |
They run by the willow trees | V |
And the tiger banner and dragon banner | F |
Wait for the morning breeze | V |
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They clamber the wall and part the brambles | W |
And tear through thicket and thorn | S |
And a wild dove in an olive tree | F |
Does mourn and mourn and mourn | S |
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A green snake starts in the tangled grass | X |
And springs his length at their feet | Y |
And a condor circles the purple sky | Z |
Looking for carrion meat | Y |
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And mad black flies are over their heads | A2 |
And a wolf looks out of his hole | A |
Great drops of sweat break out and run | S |
From the brow of Old King Cole | A |
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Said Old King Cole A drink my friend | B2 |
From the holy bottle I pray | F |
My breath is short my feet run blood | C2 |
My throat is baked as clay | F |
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Anon they reach a mountain top | D2 |
And a mile below in the plain | S |
Are the glitter of guns and a million men | S |
Led by an idiot brain | S |
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They come to a field of slush and flaw | A |
Red with a blood red dye | Z |
And a million faces fungus pale | A |
Stare horribly at the sky | Z |
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They come to a cross where a rotting thing | K |
Is slipping down from the nails | E2 |
And a raven perched on the eyeless skull | A |
Opens his beak and rails | E2 |
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If thou be the Son of man come down | S |
Save us and thyself save | F2 |
Pantagruel flings a rock at the raven | S |
How now blaspheming knave | F2 |
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Come down and of my bottle drink | G2 |
And cease this scurvy rune | S |
But the raven flapped its wings and laughed | H2 |
Loud as the water loon | S |
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Said Old King Cole A drink my friend | B2 |
I faint a drink in haste | I2 |
But when he drinks he pales and mutters | J2 |
The wine has lost its taste | I2 |
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You have gone mad said Pantagruel | A |
In faith 'tis the same old wine | S |
Pantagruel drinks at the holy bottle | A |
But the flavor is like sea brine | S |
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And there on a rock is a cypress tree | F |
And a form with a muffled face | K2 |
I know you Death said Pantagruel | A |
But I ask of you no grace | K2 |
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Empty my bottle sour my wine | S |
Bend me you shall not break | L2 |
Oh well said Death one woe at a time | M2 |
Before I come and take | L2 |
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You have lost everything in life but the bottle | A |
Youth and woman and friend | B2 |
Pass on and laugh for a little space yet | N2 |
The laugh that has an end | B2 |
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Pantagruel passes and looks around him | O2 |
Brave and merry of soul | A |
But there on the ground lies a dead body | F |
The body of Old King Cole | A |
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And a Voice said Take the body up | P2 |
And carry the body for me | F |
Until you come to a silent water | F |
By the sands of a silent sea | F |
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Pantagruel takes the body up | P2 |
And the dead fat bends him down | S |
He climbs the mountains runs the valleys | V |
With body bottle and crown | S |
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And the wastes are strewn with skulls | W |
And the desert is hot and cursed | Q2 |
And a phantom shape of the holy bottle | A |
Mocks his burning thirst | Q2 |
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Pantagruel wanders seven days | Q |
And seven nights wanders he | F |
And on the seventh night he rests him | O2 |
By the sands of the silent sea | F |
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And sees a new made fire on the shore | F |
And on the fire is a dish | R2 |
And by the fire two travelers sleep | S2 |
And two are broiling fish | R2 |
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Don Quixote and Hamlet are sleeping | K |
And Faust is stirring the fire | F |
But the fourth is a stranger with a face | K2 |
Starred with a great desire | F |
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Pantagruel hungers Pantagruel thirsts | K2 |
Pantagruel falls to his knees | K2 |
He flings down the body of Old King Cole | A |
As a man throws off disease | K2 |
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And rolls his burden away and cries | K2 |
Take and watch if you will | A |
But as for me I go to France | K2 |
My bottle to refill | A |
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And as for me I go to France | K2 |
To fill this bottle up | P2 |
He felt at his side for the holy bottle | A |
And found it turned a cup | P2 |
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And the stranger said Behold our friend | B2 |
Has brought my cup to me | F |
That is the cup whereof I drank | T2 |
In the garden Gethsemane | S |
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Pantagruel hands the cup to Jesus | K2 |
Who dips it in sea brine | S |
This is the water says Jesus of Nazareth | U2 |
Whereof I make your wine | S |
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And Faust takes the cup from Jesus of Nazareth | U2 |
And his lips wear a purple stain | S |
And Faust hands the cup to Pantagruel | A |
With the dregs for him to drain | S |
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Pantagruel drinks and falls into slumber | F |
And Jesus strokes his hair | F |
And Faust sings a song of Euphorion | S |
To hide his heart's despair | F |
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And Faust takes the hand of Jesus of Nazareth | U2 |
And they walk by the purple deep | S2 |
Says Jesus of Nazareth Some are watchers | K2 |
And some grow tired and sleep | S2 |
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