The Immortal Strain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGFHII JKJKLL MNMNOO PQPQRR STSTUU MVWVXX YJYJZZ A2BA2BB2B2Late Midshipman John Travers Chester | A |
aged years He was mortally wounded | B |
early in the action yet he remained alone in | C |
a most exposed post awaiting orders with | D |
his gun's crew dead all round him | E |
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We told old stories one by one | F |
Brave tales of men who toyed with death | G |
Of wondrous deeds of valor done | F |
In days of bold Elizabeth | H |
Alas our British stock said we | I |
Is not now what it used to be | I |
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We read of Drake's great sailors or | J |
Of fighting men that Nelson led | K |
Who steered the walls of oak to war | J |
These were our finest souls we said | K |
Their fame is on the ocean writ | L |
Nor time nor storm may cancel it | L |
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The mariners of England then | M |
Were lords of battle and of breeze | N |
The were indeed the wondrous men | M |
Who won for us the shoreless seas | N |
Who took old Neptune's ruling brand | O |
And set it in Britannia's hand | O |
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But now we sighed the blood is pale | P |
We're little people of the street | Q |
And dare not front the shrilling gale | P |
The sons of England are effete | Q |
Of shorter limb and smaller mould | R |
Mere pigmies by the men of old | R |
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Then came the vibrant bugle note | S |
None cowered at the high alarm | T |
The steady fleets were still afloat | S |
And England saw her soldiers arm | T |
And readily with sober grace | U |
The close set ranks swung into place | U |
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On sea and shore they fought again | M |
And storied heroes came to life | V |
Once more were added to the slain | W |
Once more found glory in the strife | V |
Again her yeoman sons arose | X |
A wall 'tween Britain and her foes | X |
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The eager lads with laughing lips | Y |
And souls elate where oceans roar | J |
Or planes the eagle's flight eclipse | Y |
Give all for her and come no more | J |
Or where death thunders down the sky | Z |
Beside their silent guns they lie | Z |
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This boy who while the iron rains | A2 |
With seething riot whip the flood | B |
Fights on till in his heart remains | A2 |
No single drop of English blood | B |
Avers the British strain sublime | B2 |
Outliving Death outlasting Time | B2 |
Edward George Dyson
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