Song Of The Sea-fight, In Amboyna. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBAACCAA DDCCEEFFGGHHAA

Who ever saw a noble sightA
That never view'd a brave sea fightA
Hang up your bloody colours in the airB
Up with your fights and your nettings prepareB
Your merry mates cheer with a lusty bold sprightA
Now each man his brindace and then to the fightA
St George St George we cryC
The shouting Turks replyC
Oh now it begins and the gun room grows hotA
Ply it with culverin and with small shotA
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Hark does it not thunder no 'tis the guns' roarD
The neighbouring billows are turn'd into goreD
Now each man must resolve to dieC
For here the coward cannot flyC
Drums and trumpets toll the knellE
And culverins the passing bellE
Now now they grapple and now board amainF
Blow up the hatches they're off all againF
Give them a broadside the dice run at allG
Down comes the mast and yard and tacklings fallG
She grows giddy now like blind Fortune's wheelH
She sinks there she sinks she turns up her keelH
Who ever beheld so noble a sightA
As this so brave so bloody sea fightA

John Dryden



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