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 ABABGod'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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