The Bells Of San Blas Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDC EEFGGF HHIJJI KKLMML CCNOON PQCCQ RRSTTS CCPUUP DDPVVP CCPCC CCTPPTWhat say the Bells of San Blas | A |
To the ships that southward pass | B |
From the harbor of Mazatlan | C |
To them it is nothing more | D |
Than the sound of surf on the shore | D |
Nothing more to master or man | C |
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But to me a dreamer of dreams | E |
To whom what is and what seems | E |
Are often one and the same | F |
The Bells of San Blas to me | G |
Have a strange wild melody | G |
And are something more than a name | F |
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For bells are the voice of the church | H |
They have tones that touch and search | H |
The hearts of young and old | I |
One sound to all yet each | J |
Lends a meaning to their speech | J |
And the meaning is manifold | I |
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They are a voice of the Past | K |
Of an age that is fading fast | K |
Of a power austere and grand | L |
When the flag of Spain unfurled | M |
Its folds o'er this western world | M |
And the Priest was lord of the land | L |
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The chapel that once looked down | C |
On the little seaport town | C |
Has crumbled into the dust | N |
And on oaken beams below | O |
The bells swing to and fro | O |
And are green with mould and rust | N |
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'Is then the old faith dead ' | - |
They say 'and in its stead | P |
Is some new faith proclaimed | Q |
That we are forced to remain | C |
Naked to sun and rain | C |
Unsheltered and ashamed | Q |
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'Once in our tower aloof | R |
We rang over wall and roof | R |
Our warnings and our complaints | S |
And round about us there | T |
The white doves filled the air | T |
Like the white souls of the saints | S |
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'The saints Ah have they grown | C |
Forgetful of their own | C |
Are they asleep or dead | P |
That open to the sky | U |
Their ruined Missions lie | U |
No longer tenanted | P |
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'Oh bring us back once more | D |
The vanished days of yore | D |
When the world with faith was filled | P |
Bring back the fervid zeal | V |
The hearts of fire and steel | V |
The hands that believe and build | P |
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'Then from our tower again | C |
We will send over land and main | C |
Our voices of command | P |
Like exiled kings who return | C |
To their thrones and the people learn | C |
That the Priest is lord of the land ' | - |
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O Bells of San Blas in vain | C |
Ye call back the Past again | C |
The Past is deaf to your prayer | T |
Out of the shadows of night | P |
The world rolls into light | P |
It is daybreak everywhere | T |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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