Night Shift Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC DEDEFGFG HIHIJKJK LHLHMEME ANANGGGG AOAOHPHP| HELLO that s the whistle be moving | A |
| Wake up don t lie muttering there | B |
| What language your style is improving | A |
| It s pleasant to hear you at prayer | B |
| Turn out man and spare us the blessing | A |
| Crib s cut and the tea s on the brew | C |
| You ll have to look slippy in dressing | A |
| For that was the half hour that blew | C |
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| Half past and the night s simply awful | D |
| The hut fairly shakes in the storm | E |
| Hang night shifts They shouldn t be lawful | D |
| I ve only had time to get warm | E |
| I notice the hut s rarely bright and | F |
| The bunk s always cold as a stone | G |
| Except when I go on at night and | F |
| The half after whistles have blown | G |
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| Bob built up that fire just to spite me | H |
| The conscienceless son of a swab | I |
| By Jove it would fairly delight me | H |
| To let Hogan be hanged with his job | I |
| Oh it s easy to preach of contentment | J |
| You re eloquent all on the flute | K |
| Old Nick s everlasting resentment | J |
| Plague Dick if he s taken my boot | K |
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| Great C sar you roasted the liquor | L |
| Whoever it was made the tea | H |
| It s hotter than hell broth and thicker | L |
| Fried bacon again Not for me | H |
| Good night and be hanged Stir up Stumpy | M |
| You look very happy and warm | E |
| I ll hoist half the bark off the humpy | M |
| And give you a taste of the storm | E |
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| We laughed as he went away growling | A |
| But down where the wind whipped the creek | N |
| The storm like old fury was howling | A |
| And Fred was on top for the week | N |
| A devil s own night for the braceman | G |
| Muttered Con It s a comfort to know | G |
| All weathers are one to the faceman | G |
| All shifts are alike down below | G |
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| We slept and the storm was receding | A |
| The wind moaned a dirge overhead | O |
| When men brought him broken and bleeding | A |
| And laid him again on the bed | O |
| We saw by the flame burning dimly | H |
| The gray hue of death on his face | P |
| The stoker enlightened us grimly | H |
| No hope He was blown from the brace | P |
Edward George Dyson
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