The Mourner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGAHHIJKK LLMMNNOOPQRRSSTT UUVVWWXYZ A2A2B2B2C2C2 D2D2IIC2C2E2ZF2F2 G2G2H2 I2J2ZZB2B2K2K2E2E2V L2L2M2M2 N2N2C2C2ZZ O2O2L2L2P2P2| Yes there are real mourners I have seen | A |
| A fair sad girl mild suffering and serene | A |
| Attention through the day her duties claim'd | B |
| And to be useful as resign'd she aim'd | B |
| Neatly she dress'd not vainly seem'd t' expect | C |
| Pity for grief or pardon for neglect | C |
| But when her wearied parents sunk to sleep | D |
| She sought her place to meditate and weep | D |
| Then to her mind was all the past display'd | E |
| That faithful memory brings to sorrow's aid | E |
| For then she thought on one regretted youth | F |
| Her tender trust and his unquestion'd truth | F |
| In ev'ry place she wander'd where they'd been | G |
| And sadly sacred held the parting scene | A |
| Where last for sea he took his leave that place | H |
| With double interest would she nightly trace | H |
| For long the courtship was and he would say | I |
| Each time he sail'd 'This once and then the day ' | J |
| Yet prudence tarried but when last he went | K |
| He drew from pitying love a full consent | K |
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| Happy he sail'd and great the care she took | L |
| That he could softly sleep and smartly look | L |
| White was his better linen and his check | M |
| Was made more trim than any on the deck | M |
| And every comfort men at sea can know | N |
| Was hers to buy to make and to bestow | N |
| For he to Greenland sail'd and much she told | O |
| How he should guard against the climate's cold | O |
| Yet saw not danger dangers he'd withstood | P |
| Nor could she trace the fever in his blood | Q |
| His messmates smiled at flushings in his cheek | R |
| And he too smiled but seldom would he speak | R |
| For now he found the danger felt the pain | S |
| With grievous symptoms he could not explain | S |
| Hope was awaken'd as for home he sail'd | T |
| But quickly sank and never more prevail'd | T |
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| He call'd his friend and prefaced with a sigh | U |
| A lover's message 'Thomas I must die | U |
| Would I could see my Sally and could rest | V |
| My throbbing temples on her faithful breast | V |
| And gazing go if not this trifle take | W |
| And say till death I wore it for her sake | W |
| Yes I must die blow on sweet breeze blow on | X |
| Give me one look before my life be gone | Y |
| Oh give me that and let me not despair | Z |
| One last fond look and now repeat the prayer ' | - |
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| He had his wish had more I will not paint | A2 |
| The lovers' meeting she beheld him faint | A2 |
| With tender fears she took a nearer view | B2 |
| Her terrors doubling as her hopes withdrew | B2 |
| He tried to smile and half succeeding said | C2 |
| 'Yes I must die ' and hope for ever fled | C2 |
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| Still long she nursed him tender thoughts meantime | D2 |
| Were interchanged and hopes and views sublime | D2 |
| To her he came to die and every day | I |
| She took some portion of the dread away | I |
| With him she pray'd to him his Bible read | C2 |
| Soothed the faint heart and held the aching head | C2 |
| She came with smiles the hour of pain to cheer | E2 |
| Apart she sigh'd alone she shed the tear | Z |
| Then as if breaking from a cloud she gave | F2 |
| Fresh light and gilt the prospect of the grave | F2 |
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| One day he lighter seem'd and they forgot | G2 |
| The care the dread the anguish of their lot | G2 |
| They spoke with cheerfulness and seem'd to think | H2 |
| Yet said not so 'Perhaps he will not sink ' | - |
| A sudden brightness in his look appear'd | I2 |
| A sudden vigour in his voice was heard | J2 |
| She had been reading in the book of prayer | Z |
| And led him forth and placed him in his chair | Z |
| Lively he seem'd and spoke of all he knew | B2 |
| The friendly many and the favourite few | B2 |
| Nor one that day did he to mind recall | K2 |
| But she has treasured and she loves them all | K2 |
| When in her way she meets them they appear | E2 |
| Peculiar people death has made them dear | E2 |
| He named his friend but then his hand she prest | V |
| And fondly whisper'd 'Thou must go to rest ' | - |
| 'I go ' he said but as he spoke she found | L2 |
| His hand more cold and fluttering was the sound | L2 |
| Then gazed affrighten'd but she caught a last | M2 |
| A dying look of love and all was past | M2 |
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| She placed a decent stone his grave above | N2 |
| Neatly engraved an offering of her love | N2 |
| For that she wrought for that forsook her bed | C2 |
| Awake alike to duty and the dead | C2 |
| She would have grieved had friends presumed to spare | Z |
| The least assistance 'twas her proper care | Z |
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| Here will she come and on the grave will sit | O2 |
| Folding her arms in long abstracted fit | O2 |
| But if observer pass will take her round | L2 |
| And careless seem for she would not be found | L2 |
| Then go again and thus her hour employ | P2 |
| While visions please her and while woes destroy | P2 |
George Crabbe
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