Ashtabula Disaster Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEFE G HIHJ KLMLFENE OPOPQHRH STUTDSDS EVEVFWFX| i Air Gently Down the Stream of Time i | A |
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| Have you heard of the dreadful fate | B |
| Of Mr P P Bliss and wife | C |
| Of their death I will relate | B |
| And also others lost their life | C |
| Ashtabula Bridge disaster | D |
| Where so many people died | E |
| Without a thought that destruction | F |
| Would plunge them 'neath the wheel of tide | E |
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| CHORUS | G |
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| Swiftly passed the engine's call | H |
| Hastening souls on to death | I |
| Warning not one of them all | H |
| It brought despair right and left | J |
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| Among the ruins are many friends | K |
| Crushed to death amidst the roar | L |
| On one thread all may depend | M |
| And hope they've reached the other shore | L |
| P P Bliss showed great devotion | F |
| To his faithful wife his pride | E |
| When he saw that she must perish | N |
| He died a martyr by her side | E |
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| P P Bliss went home above | O |
| Left all friends earth and fame | P |
| To rest in God's holy love | O |
| Left on earth his work and name | P |
| The people love his work by numbers | Q |
| It is read by great and small | H |
| He by it will be remembered | R |
| He has left it for us all | H |
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| His good name from time to time | S |
| Will rise on land and sea | T |
| It is known in distant climes | U |
| Let it echo wide and free | T |
| One good man among the number | D |
| Found sweet rest in a short time | S |
| His weary soul may sweetly slumber | D |
| Within the vale heaven sublime | S |
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| Destruction lay on every side | E |
| Confusion fire and despair | V |
| No help no hope so they died | E |
| Two hundred people over there | V |
| Many ties was there broken | F |
| Many a heart was filled with pain | W |
| Each one left a little token | F |
| For above they live again | X |
Julia Ann Moore
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