The Dead Ship Of Harpswell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHJGKG LEMENOPO GQRQSGGG GTNTUGGG VWGXBYBY ZA2B2B2C2B2D2B2 GHE2HNJEJ F2QC2QGG2UG2 H2T GG GWhat flecks the outer gray beyond | A |
The sundown's golden trail | B |
The white flash of a sea bird's wing | C |
Or gleam of slanting sail | B |
Let young eyes watch from Neck and Point | D |
And sea worn elders pray | E |
The ghost of what was once a ship | F |
Is sailing up the bay | E |
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From gray sea fog from icy drift | G |
From peril and from pain | H |
The home bound fisher greets thy lights | I |
O hundred harbored Maine | H |
But many a keel shall seaward turn | J |
And many a sail outstand | G |
When tall and white the Dead Ship looms | K |
Against the dusk of land | G |
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She rounds the headland's bristling pines | L |
She threads the isle set bay | E |
No spur of breeze can speed her on | M |
Nor ebb of tide delay | E |
Old men still walk the Isle of Orr | N |
Who tell her date and name | O |
Old shipwrights sit in Freeport yards | P |
Who hewed her oaken frame | O |
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What weary doom of baffled quest | G |
Thou sad sea ghost is thine | Q |
What makes thee in the haunts of home | R |
A wonder and a sign | Q |
No foot is on thy silent deck | S |
Upon thy helm no hand | G |
No ripple hath the soundless wind | G |
That smites thee from the land | G |
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For never comes the ship to port | G |
Howe'er the breeze may be | T |
Just when she nears the waiting shore | N |
She drifts again to sea | T |
No tack of sail nor turn of helm | U |
Nor sheer of veering side | G |
Stern fore she drives to sea and night | G |
Against the wind and tide | G |
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In vain o'er Harpswell Neck the star | V |
Of evening guides her in | W |
In vain for her the lamps are lit | G |
Within thy tower Seguin | X |
In vain the harbor boat shall hail | B |
In vain the pilot call | Y |
No hand shall reef her spectral sail | B |
Or let her anchor fall | Y |
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Shake brown old wives with dreary joy | Z |
Your gray head hints of ill | A2 |
And over sick beds whispering low | B2 |
Your prophecies fulfil | B2 |
Some home amid yon birchen trees | C2 |
Shall drape its door with woe | B2 |
And slowly where the Dead Ship sails | D2 |
The burial boat shall row | B2 |
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From Wolf Neck and from Flying Point | G |
From island and from main | H |
From sheltered cove and tided creek | E2 |
Shall glide the funeral train | H |
The dead boat with the bearers four | N |
The mourners at her stern | J |
And one shall go the silent way | E |
Who shall no more return | J |
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And men shall sigh and women weep | F2 |
Whose dear ones pale and pine | Q |
And sadly over sunset seas | C2 |
Await the ghostly sign | Q |
They know not that its sails are filled | G |
By pity's tender breath | G2 |
Nor see the Angel at the helm | U |
Who steers the Ship of Death | G2 |
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'Chill as a down east breeze should be ' | - |
The Book man said 'A ghostly touch | H2 |
The legend has I'm glad to see | T |
Your flying Yankee beat the Dutch ' | - |
'Well here is something of the sort | G |
Which one midsummer day I caught | G |
In Narragansett Bay for lack of fish ' | - |
'We wait ' the Traveller said | G |
'serve hot or cold your dish ' | - |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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