The Haglets Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDB EBFBBDB GHBHBIB EJGJKEK BBEBGGG LMNMBOB BGGGBBB PEEEBEB QRQRBB EBSBBB EBTBBUB BBGBBB VGBGEUE BWVWBGB XEBEBB BEEYBB BGYGZFZ BEGEBGB QRQRBB GA2GB2EDE GC2GC2GG BMEMBBB D2E2F2E2GG EBE2BGG GE2GE2GG G2H2BH2JBI2BEVEVB BBJ2BE2BBB BE2E2E2K2K2 JRQRBBB L2BBBBDB B2BGBBB GBQBEE2E GE2GE2BB GE2BE2GDG PBEBEBE GBBBEE GQQQM2DM2 EGBGBDB GN2EN2EBO2B JGGGTE2TE2By chapel bare with walls sea beat | A |
The lichened urns in wilds are lost | B |
About a carved memorial stone | C |
That shows decayed and coral mossed | B |
A form recumbent swords at feet | B |
Trophies at head and kelp for a | D |
winding sheet | B |
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I invoke thy ghost neglected fane | E |
Washed by the waters' long lament | B |
I adjure the recumbent effigy | F |
To tell the cenotaph's intent | B |
Reveal why fagotted swords are at feet | B |
Why trophies appear and weeds are the | D |
winding sheet | B |
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By open ports the Admiral sits | G |
And shares repose with guns that tell | H |
Of power that smote the arm'd Plate Fleet | B |
Whose sinking flag ship's colors fell | H |
But over the Admiral floats in light | B |
His squadron's flag the red cross Flag | I |
of the White | B |
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The eddying waters whirl astern | E |
The prow a seedsman sows the spray | J |
With bellying sails and buckling spars | G |
The black hull leaves a Milky Way | J |
Her timbers thrill her batteries roll | K |
She revelling speeds exulting with pennon | E |
at pole | K |
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But ah for standards captive trailed | B |
For all their scutcheoned castles' pride | B |
Castilian towers that dominate Spain | E |
Naples and either Ind beside | B |
Those haughty towers armorial ones | G |
Rue the salute from the Admiral's dens | G |
of guns | G |
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Ensigns and arms in trophy brave | L |
Braver for many a rent and scar | M |
The captor's naval hall bedeck | N |
Spoil that insures an earldom's star | M |
Toledoes great grand draperies too | B |
Spain's steel and silk and splendors from | O |
Peru | B |
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But crippled part in splintering fight | B |
The vanquished flying the victor's flags | G |
With prize crews under convoy guns | G |
Heavy the fleet from Opher drags | G |
The Admiral crowding sail ahead | B |
Foremost with news who foremost in conflict | B |
sped | B |
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But out from cloistral gallery dim | P |
In early night his glance is thrown | E |
He marks the vague reserve of heaven | E |
He feels the touch of ocean lone | E |
Then turns in frame part undermined | B |
Nor notes the shadowing wings that fan | E |
behind | B |
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There peaked and gray three haglets fly | Q |
And follow follow fast in wake | R |
Where slides the cabin lustre shy | Q |
And sharks from man a glamour take | R |
Seething along the line of light | B |
In lane that endless rules the war ship's flight | B |
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The sea fowl here whose hearts none know | E |
They followed late the flag ship quelled | B |
As now the victor one and long | S |
Above her gurgling grave shrill held | B |
With screams their wheeling rites then sped | B |
Direct in silence where the victor led | B |
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Now winds less fleet but fairer blow | E |
A ripple laps the coppered side | B |
While phosphor sparks make ocean gleam | T |
Like camps lit up in triumph wide | B |
With lights and tinkling cymbals meet | B |
Acclaiming seas the advancing conqueror | U |
greet | B |
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But who a flattering tide may trust | B |
Or favoring breeze or aught in end | B |
Careening under startling blasts | G |
The sheeted towers of sails impend | B |
While gathering bale behind is bred | B |
A livid storm bow like a rainbow dead | B |
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At trumpet call the topmen spring | V |
And urged by after call in stress | G |
Yet other tribes of tars ascend | B |
The rigging's howling wilderness | G |
But ere yard ends alert they win | E |
Hell rules in heaven with hurricane fire | U |
and din | E |
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The spars athwart at spiry height | B |
Like quaking Lima's crosses rock | W |
Like bees the clustering sailors cling | V |
Against the shrouds or take the shock | W |
Flat on the swept yard arms aslant | B |
Dipped like the wheeling condor's pinions | G |
gaunt | B |
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A LULL and tongues of languid flame | X |
Lick every boom and lambent show | E |
Electric 'gainst each face aloft | B |
The herds of clouds with bellowings go | E |
The black ship rears beset harassed | B |
Then plunges far with luminous antlers vast | B |
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In trim betimes they turn from land | B |
Some shivered sails and spars they stow | E |
One watch dismissed they troll the can | E |
While loud the billow thumps the bow | Y |
Vies with the fist that smites the board | B |
Obstreperous at each reveller's jovial word | B |
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Of royal oak by storms confirmed | B |
The tested hull her lineage shows | G |
Vainly the plungings whelm her prow | Y |
She rallies rears she sturdier grows | G |
Each shot hole plugged each storm sail home | Z |
With batteries housed she rams the watery | F |
dome | Z |
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DIM seen adrift through driving scud | B |
The wan moon shows in plight forlorn | E |
Then pinched in visage fades and fades | G |
Like to the faces drowned at morn | E |
When deeps engulfed the flag ship's crew | B |
And shrilling round the inscrutable haglets | G |
flew | B |
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And still they fly nor now they cry | Q |
But constant fan a second wake | R |
Unflagging pinions ply and ply | Q |
Abreast their course intent they take | R |
Their silence marks a stable mood | B |
They patient keep their eager neighborhood | B |
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Plumed with a smoke a confluent sea | G |
Heaved in a combing pyramid full | A2 |
Spent at its climax in collapse | G |
Down headlong thundering stuns the hull | B2 |
The trophy drops but reared again | E |
Shows Mars' high altar and contemns the | D |
main | E |
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REBUILT it stands the brag of arms | G |
Transferred in site no thought of where | C2 |
The sensitive needle keeps its place | G |
And starts disturbed a quiverer there | C2 |
The helmsman rubs the clouded glass | G |
Peers in but lets the trembling portent pass | G |
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Let pass as well his shipmates do | B |
Whose dream of power no tremors jar | M |
Fears for the fleet convoyed astern | E |
Our flag they fly they share our star | M |
Spain's galleons great in hull are stout | B |
Manned by our men like us they'll ride it | B |
out | B |
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Tonight's the night that ends the week | D2 |
Ends day and week and month and year | E2 |
A fourfold imminent flickering time | F2 |
For now the midnight draws anear | E2 |
Eight bells and passing bells they be | G |
The Old year fades the Old Year dies at sea | G |
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He launched them well But shall the New | E |
Redeem the pledge the Old Year made | B |
Or prove a self asserting heir | E2 |
But healthy hearts few qualms invade | B |
By shot chests grouped in bays 'tween guns | G |
The gossips chat the grizzled sea beat ones | G |
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And boyish dreams some graybeards blab | G |
To sea my lads we go no more | E2 |
Who share the Acapulco prize | G |
We'll all night in and bang the door | E2 |
Our ingots red shall yield us bliss | G |
Lads golden years begin to night with this | G |
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Released from deck yet waiting call | G2 |
Glazed caps and coats baptized in storm | H2 |
A watch of Laced Sleeves round the board | B |
Draw near in heart to keep them warm | H2 |
Sweethearts and wives clink clink they | J |
meet | B |
And quaffing dip in wine their beards of | I2 |
sleet | B |
Ay let the star light stay withdrawn | E |
So here her hearth light memory fling | V |
So in this wine light cheer be born | E |
And honor's fellowship weld our ring | V |
Honor our Admiral's aim foretold | B |
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A tomb or a trophy and lo 't is a trophy and | B |
gold | B |
But he a unit sole in rank | J2 |
Apart needs keep his lonely state | B |
The sentry at his guarded door | E2 |
Mute as by vault the sculptured Fate | B |
Belted he sits in drowsy light | B |
And hatted nods the Admiral of the White | B |
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He dozes aged with watches passed | B |
Years years of pacing to and fro | E2 |
He dozes nor attends the stir | E2 |
In bullioned standards rustling low | E2 |
Nor minds the blades whose secret thrill | K2 |
Perverts overhead the magnet's Polar will | K2 |
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LESS heeds the shadowing three that play | J |
And follow follow fast in wake | R |
Untiring wing and lidless eye | Q |
Abreast their course intent they take | R |
Or sigh or sing they hold for good | B |
The unvarying flight and fixed inveterate | B |
mood | B |
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In dream at last his dozings merge | L2 |
In dream he reaps his victor's fruit | B |
The Flags o' the Blue the Flags o' the Red | B |
Dipped flags of his country's fleets salute | B |
His Flag o' the White in harbor proud | B |
But why should it blench Why turn to a | D |
painted shroud | B |
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The hungry seas they hound the hull | B2 |
The sharks they dog the haglets' flight | B |
With one consent the winds the waves | G |
In hunt with fins and wings unite | B |
While drear the harps in cordage sound | B |
Remindful wails for old Armadas drowned | B |
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Ha yonder are they Northern Lights | G |
Or signals flashed to warn or ward | B |
Yea signals lanced in breakers high | Q |
But doom on warning follows hard | B |
While yet they veer in hope to shun | E |
They strike and thumps of hull and heart are | E2 |
one | E |
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But beating hearts a drum beat calls | G |
And prompt the men to quarters go | E2 |
Discipline curbing nature rules | G |
Heroic makes who duty know | E2 |
They execute the trump's command | B |
Or in peremptory places wait and stand | B |
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Yet cast about in blind amaze | G |
As through their watery shroud they peer | E2 |
We tacked from land then how betrayed | B |
Have currents swerved us snared us here | E2 |
None heed the blades that clash in place | G |
Under lamps dashed down that lit the | D |
magnet's case | G |
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Ah what may live who mighty swim | P |
Or boat crew reach that shore forbid | B |
Or cable span Must victors drown | E |
Perish even as the vanquished did | B |
Man keeps from man the stifled moan | E |
They shouldering stand yet each in heart | B |
how lone | E |
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Some heaven invoke but rings of reefs | G |
Prayer and despair alike deride | B |
In dance of breakers forked or peaked | B |
Pale maniacs of the maddened tide | B |
While strenuous yet some end to earn | E |
The haglets spin though now no more astern | E |
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Like shuttles hurrying in the looms | G |
Aloft through rigging frayed they ply | Q |
Cross and recross weave and inweave | Q |
Then lock the web with clinching cry | Q |
Over the seas on seas that clasp | M2 |
The weltering wreck where gurgling ends the | D |
gasp | M2 |
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Ah for the Plate Fleet trophy now | E |
The victor's voucher flags and arms | G |
Never they'll hang in Abbey old | B |
And take Time's dust with holier palms | G |
Nor less content in liquid night | B |
Their captor sleeps the Admiral of the | D |
White | B |
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Imbedded deep with shells | G |
And drifted treasure deep | N2 |
Forever he sinks deeper in | E |
Unfathomable sleep | N2 |
His cannon round him thrown | E |
His sailors at his feet | B |
The wizard sea enchanting them | O2 |
Where never haglets beat | B |
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On nights when meteors play | J |
And light the breakers dance | G |
The Oreads from the caves | G |
With silvery elves advance | G |
And up from ocean stream | T |
And down from heaven far | E2 |
The rays that blend in dream | T |
The abysm and the star | E2 |
Herman Melville
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