Captain Craig Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSCT FUVWXIMNYZA2ZB2KC2D2 E2F2DG2H2I2J2DC2K2L2 UM2N2 O2P2Q2R2MJS2T2U2V2MW 2X2Y2Z2K2M2JEUHT2EA3 L2AT2IT2B3C3C2FD3E3S 2F3G3H3C2KKI3M2J3D3K 3L3IM3N3O3P3Q3R3 AGT2S3T3M2VU3I2EN3F2 O3V3T2T2SVW3EV2VX3C3 SESC2W3SY3Z3GDSN3Y2S SKET2A4F2T2FX3UN3F3K T2B4X3F2T2SB4X3 F3Q2C4D4C2SRSSE4EQSF 4G4SN3H4I | A |
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I doubt if ten men in all Tilbury Town | B |
Had ever shaken hands with Captain Craig | C |
Or called him by his name or looked at him | D |
So curiously or so concernedly | E |
As they had looked at ashes but a few | F |
Say five or six of us had found somehow | G |
The spark in him and we had fanned it there | H |
Choked under like a jest in Holy Writ | I |
By Tilbury prudence He had lived his life | J |
And in his way had shared with all mankind | K |
Inveterate leave to fashion of himself | L |
By some resplendent metamorphosis | M |
Whatever he was not And after time | N |
When it had come sufficiently to pass | O |
That he was going patch clad through the streets | P |
Weak dizzy chilled and half starved he had laid | Q |
Some nerveless fingers on a prudent sleeve | R |
And told the sleeve in furtive confidence | S |
Just how it was My name is Captain Craig | C |
He said and I must eat The sleeve moved on | T |
And after it moved others one or two | F |
For Captain Craig before the day was done | U |
Got back to the scant refuge of his bed | V |
And shivered into it without a curse | W |
Without a murmur even He was cold | X |
And old and hungry but the worst of it | I |
Was a forlorn familiar consciousness | M |
That he had failed again There was a time | N |
When he had fancied if worst came to worst | Y |
And he could do no more that he might ask | Z |
Of whom he would But once had been enough | A2 |
And soon there would be nothing more to ask | Z |
He was himself and he had lost the speed | B2 |
He started with and he was left behind | K |
There was no mystery no tragedy | C2 |
And if they found him lying on his back | D2 |
Stone dead there some sharp morning as they might | E2 |
Well once upon a time there was a man | F2 |
Es war einmal ein K nig if it pleased him | D |
And he was right there were no men to blame | G2 |
There was just a false note in the Tilbury tune | H2 |
A note that able bodied men might sound | I2 |
Hosannas on while Captain Craig lay quiet | J2 |
They might have made him sing by feeding him | D |
Till he should march again but probably | C2 |
Such yielding would have jeopardized the rhythm | K2 |
They found it more melodious to shout | L2 |
Right on with unmolested adoration | U |
To keep the tune as it had always been | M2 |
To trust in God and let the Captain starve | N2 |
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He must have understood that afterwards | O2 |
When we had laid some fuel to the spark | P2 |
Of him and oxidized it for he laughed | Q2 |
Out loud and long at us to feel it burn | R2 |
And then for gratitude made game of us | M |
You are the resurrection and the life | J |
He said and I the hymn the Brahmin sings | S2 |
O Fuscus and we ll go no more a roving | T2 |
We were not quite accoutred for a blast | U2 |
Of any lettered nonchalance like that | V2 |
And some of us the five or six of us | M |
Who found him out were singularly struck | W2 |
But soon there came assurance of his lips | X2 |
Like phrases out of some sweet instrument | Y2 |
Man s hand had never fitted that he felt | Z2 |
No penitential shame for what had come | K2 |
No virtuous regret for what had been | M2 |
But rather a joy to find it in his life | J |
To be an outcast usher of the soul | E |
For such as had good courage of the Sun | U |
To pattern Love The Captain had one chair | H |
And on the bottom of it like a king | T2 |
For longer time than I dare chronicle | E |
Sat with an ancient ease and eulogized | A3 |
His opportunity My friends got out | L2 |
Like brokers out of Arcady but I | A |
May be for fascination of the thing | T2 |
Or may be for the larger humor of it | I |
Stayed listening unwearied and unstung | T2 |
When they were gone the Captain s tuneful ooze | B3 |
Of rhetoric took on a change he smiled | C3 |
At me and then continued earnestly | C2 |
Your friends have had enough of it but you | F |
For a motive hardly vindicated yet | D3 |
By prudence or by conscience have remained | E3 |
And that is very good for I have things | S2 |
To tell you things that are not words alone | F3 |
Which are the ghosts of things but something firmer | G3 |
First would I have you know for every gift | H3 |
Or sacrifice there are or there may be | C2 |
Two kinds of gratitude the sudden kind | K |
We feel for what we take the larger kind | K |
We feel for what we give Once we have learned | I3 |
As much as this we know the truth has been | M2 |
Told over to the world a thousand times | J3 |
But we have had no ears to listen yet | D3 |
For more than fragments of it we have heard | K3 |
A murmur now and then and echo here | L3 |
And there and we have made great music of it | I |
And we have made innumerable books | M3 |
To please the Unknown God Time throws away | N3 |
Dead thousands of them but the God that knows | O3 |
No death denies not one the books all count | P3 |
The songs all count and yet God s music has | Q3 |
No modes his language has no adjectives | R3 |
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You may be right you may be wrong said I | A |
But what has this that you are saying now | G |
This nineteenth century Nirvana talk | T2 |
To do with you and me The Captain raised | S3 |
His hand and held it westward where a patched | T3 |
And unwashed attic window filtered in | M2 |
What barren light could reach us and then said | V |
With a suave complacent resonance There shines | U3 |
The sun Behold it We go round and round | I2 |
And wisdom comes to us with every whirl | E |
We count throughout the circuit We may say | N3 |
The child is born the boy becomes a man | F2 |
The man does this and that and the man goes | O3 |
But having said it we have not said much | V3 |
Not very much Do I fancy or you think | T2 |
That it will be the end of anything | T2 |
When I am gone There was a soldier once | S |
Who fought one fight and in that fight fell dead | V |
Sad friends went after and they brought him home | W3 |
And had a brass band at his funeral | E |
As you should have at mine and after that | V2 |
A few remembered him But he was dead | V |
They said and they should have their friend no more | X3 |
However there was once a starveling child | C3 |
A ragged vested little incubus | S |
Born to be cuffed and frighted out of all | E |
Capacity for childhood s happiness | S |
Who started out one day quite suddenly | C2 |
To drown himself He ran away from home | W3 |
Across the clover fields and through the woods | S |
And waited on a rock above a stream | Y3 |
Just like a kingfisher He might have dived | Z3 |
Or jumped or he might not but anyhow | G |
There came along a man who looked at him | D |
With such an unexpected friendliness | S |
And talked with him in such a common way | N3 |
That life grew marvelously different | Y2 |
What he had lately known for sullen trunks | S |
And branches and a world of tedious leaves | S |
Was all transmuted a faint forest wind | K |
That once had made the loneliest of all | E |
Sad sounds on earth made now the rarest music | T2 |
And water that had called him once to death | A4 |
Now seemed a flowing glory And that man | F2 |
Born to go down a soldier did this thing | T2 |
Not much to do Not very much I grant you | F |
Good occupation for a sonneteer | X3 |
Or for a clown or for a clergyman | U |
But small work for a soldier By the way | N3 |
When you are weary sometimes of your own | F3 |
Utility I wonder if you find | K |
Occasional great comfort pondering | T2 |
What power a man has in him to put forth | B4 |
Of all the many marvelous things that are | X3 |
Nothing is there more marvelous than man | F2 |
Said Sophocles and he lived long ago | T2 |
And earth unending ancient of the gods | S |
He furrows and the ploughs go back and forth | B4 |
Turning the broken mould year after year | X3 |
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I turned a little furrow of my own | F3 |
Once on a time and everybody laughed | Q2 |
As I laughed afterwards and I doubt not | C4 |
The First Intelligence which we have drawn | D4 |
In our competitive humility | C2 |
As if it went forever on two legs | S |
Had some diversion of it I believe | R |
God s humor is the music of the spheres | S |
But even as we draft omnipotence | S |
Itself to our own image we pervert | E4 |
The courage of an infinite ideal | E |
To finite resignation You have made | Q |
The cement of your churches out of tears | S |
And ashes and the fabric will not stand | F4 |
The shifted walls that you have coaxed and shored | G4 |
So long with unavailing compromise | S |
Will crumble down to dust and blow away | N3 |
And younger dust will follow after them | H4 |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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