Break Of Day In The Trenches Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHCIBJKLMBNOPQ RSTUVW

The darkness crumbles awayA
It is the same old druid Time as everB
Only a live thing leaps my handC
A queer sardonic ratD
As I pull the parapet's poppyE
To stick behind my earF
Droll rat they would shoot you if they knewG
Your cosmopolitan sympathiesH
Now you have touched this English handC
You will do the same to a GermanI
Soon no doubt if it be your pleasureB
To cross the sleeping green betweenJ
It seems you inwardly grin as you passK
Strong eyes fine limbs haughty athletesL
Less chanced than you for lifeM
Bonds to the whims of murderB
Sprawled in the bowels of the earthN
The torn fields of FranceO
What do you see in our eyesP
At the shrieking iron and flameQ
Hurled through still heavensR
What quaver what heart aghastS
Poppies whose roots are in men's veinsT
Drop and are ever droppingU
But mine in my ear is safeV
Just a little white with the dustW

Isaac Rosenberg



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