Drake's Drum Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBDB EBEBFBDB GBGBHBDBDrake he's in his hammock an' a thousand miles away | A |
Capten art tha sleepin' there below | B |
Slung atween the round shot in Nombre Dios Bay | A |
An' dreamin' arl the time O' Plymouth Hoe | B |
Yarnder lumes the Island yarnder lie the ships | C |
Wi' sailor lads a dancing' heel an' toe | B |
An' the shore lights flashin' an' the night tide dashin' | D |
He sees et arl so plainly as he saw et long ago | B |
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Drake he was a Devon man an' ruled the Devon seas | E |
Capten art tha' sleepin' there below | B |
Roving' tho' his death fell he went wi' heart at ease | E |
An' dreamin' arl the time o' Plymouth Hoe | B |
Take my drum to England hang et by the shore | F |
Strike et when your powder's runnin' low | B |
If the Dons sight Devon I'll quit the port o' Heaven | D |
An' drum them up the Channel as we drummed them long ago | B |
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Drake he's in his hammock till the great Armadas come | G |
Capten art tha sleepin' there below | B |
Slung atween the round shot listenin' for the drum | G |
An' dreamin arl the time o' Plymouth Hoe | B |
Call him on the deep sea call him up the Sound | H |
Call him when ye sail to meet the foe | B |
Where the old trade's plyin' an' the old flag flyin' | D |
They shall find him ware an' wakin' as they found him long ago | B |
Henry Newbolt
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