A Ballad Of Whitechapel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHIH JKJ LMNO PQRS TUUT RVR WXWY ZA2ZA2 B2C2B2C2 D2E2D2E2 F2G2F2G2 ZH2H2Z I2J2I2J2 K2H2L2H2 ABAB| God's mercy shines | A |
| And our full hearts must make record of this | B |
| For grief that burst from out its dark confines | A |
| Into strange sunlit bliss | B |
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| I stood where glowed | C |
| The merry glare of golden whirring lights | D |
| Above the monstrous mass that seethed and flowed | C |
| Through one of London's nights | D |
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| watched the gleams | E |
| Of jagged warm lights on shrunk faces pale | F |
| I heard mad laughter as one hears in dreams | E |
| Or Hell's harsh lurid tale | F |
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| The traffic rolled | G |
| A gliding chaos populous of din | H |
| A steaming wail at doom the Lord had scrawled | I |
| For perilous loads of sin | H |
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| And my soul thought | J |
| 'What fearful land have my steps wandered to | K |
| God's love is everywhere but here is naught | J |
| Save love His anger slew ' | - |
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| And as I stood | L |
| Lost in promiscuous bewilderment | M |
| Which to my 'mazed soul was wonder food | N |
| A girl in garments rent | O |
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| Peered 'neath lids shamed | P |
| And spoke to me and murmured to my blood | Q |
| My soul stopped dead and all my horror | R |
| Named At her forgot of God | S |
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| Her hungered eyes | T |
| Craving and yet so sadly spiritual | U |
| Shone like the unsmirched corner of a jewel | U |
| Where else foul blemish lies | T |
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| I walked with her | R |
| Because my heart thought 'Here the soul is clean | V |
| The fragrance of the frankincense and myrrh | R |
| Is lost in odours mean ' | - |
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| She told me how | W |
| The shadow of black death had newly come | X |
| And touched her father mother even now | W |
| Grim hovering in her home | Y |
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| Where fevered lay | Z |
| Her wasting brother in a cold bleak room | A2 |
| Which theirs would be no longer than a day | Z |
| And then the streets and doom | A2 |
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| Lord Lord Dear Lord | B2 |
| I knew that life was bitter but my soul | C2 |
| Recoiled as anguish smitten by sharp sword | B2 |
| Grieving such body's dole | C2 |
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| Then grief gave place | D2 |
| To a strange pulsing rapture as she spoke | E2 |
| For I could catch the glimpses of God's grace | D2 |
| And a desire awoke | E2 |
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| To take this trust | F2 |
| And warm and gladden it with love's new fires | G2 |
| Burning the past to ashes and to dust | F2 |
| Through purified desires | G2 |
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| We walked our way | Z |
| One way hewn for us from the birth of Time | H2 |
| For we had wandered into Love's strange clime | H2 |
| Through ways sin waits to slay | Z |
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| Love's euphony | I2 |
| In Love's own temple that is our glad hearts | J2 |
| Makes now long music wild deliciously | I2 |
| Now Grief bath used his darts | J2 |
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| Love infinite | K2 |
| Chastened by sorrow hallowed by pure Name | H2 |
| Not all the singing world can compass it | L2 |
| Love Love tremulous name | H2 |
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| God's mercy shines | A |
| And my full heart bath made record of this | B |
| Of grief that burst from out its dark confines | A |
| Into strange sunlit bliss | B |
Isaac Rosenberg
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