A Pier-head Chorus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAB CCCB DDDE FFFE

Oh I'll be chewing salted horse and biting flinty breadA
And dancing with the stars to watch upon the fo'c's'le headA
Hearkening to the bow wash and the welter of the treadA
Of a thousand tons of clipper running freeB
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For the tug has got the tow rope and will take us to the DownsC
Her paddles churn the river wrack to muddy greens and brownsC
And I have given river wrack and all the filth of townsC
For the rolling combing cresters of the seaB
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We'll sheet the mizzen royals home and shimmer down the BayD
The sea line blue with billows the land line blurred and greyD
The bow wash will be piling high and thrashing into sprayD
As the hooker's fore foot tramples down the swellE
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She'll log a giddy seventeen and rattle out the reelF
The weight of all the run out line will be a thing to feelF
As the bacca quidding shell back shambles aft to take the wheelF
And the sea sick little middy strikes the bellE

John Masefield



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