The Dying Dragoman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBBBC DEDEFFFD GHGHIIIG JKJKLLLJ MNMNMMMM BMBMOOOB PBPBKKKP QLQLDDDQ MMMMRRRM MMMMOOOM SMSMMMMM MTMT FFFM MKMKUVWM XMXMYYYX RKRKZA2ZR B2MB2MBBBMFar in the fiery wilderness | A |
Beyond the town of Assouan | B |
Left languishing in sore distress | C |
There lay a dying Dragoman | B |
Alone amid the waste alone | B |
The hot sand burnt him to the bone | B |
And on his breast like heated stone | B |
The burden of the air did press | C |
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His head was pillowed on a tomb | D |
Reared to some holy Sheik of old | E |
The irresistible Simoom | D |
Whirled drifts of sand that rose and rolled | E |
Around him and the panting air | F |
Was one sulphureous spectral glare | F |
Shot with such gleams as lights the lair | F |
Of tigers in a jungle's gloom | D |
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Groaning he closed his bloodshot eyes | G |
As if to shut out all he feared | H |
And greedily a swarm of flies | G |
Fell on his face and tangled beard | H |
He lay like one who ne'er would lift | I |
His head above that ashy drift | I |
When lo there gleamed across a rift | I |
The blue oasis of the skies | G |
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Like smoke dispersing far and wide | J |
The draggled sands were blown away | K |
The wild clouds in a refluent tide | J |
Receded from the face of day | K |
The lingering airs yet lightly blew | L |
Till the last speck cleared out of view | L |
And left the hushed Eternal Blue | L |
And nothing else beside | J |
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Then once again with change of moods | M |
A mighty shadow broadening fell | N |
Across those shadeless solitudes | M |
Without a Palm without a Well | N |
Wing wedged in wing an ordered mass | M |
Unnumbered numbers pass and pass | M |
As if one Will one only was | M |
In all those moving multitudes | M |
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A chord thrilled in the sick man's brain | B |
He raised his heavy lidded eyes | M |
He raised his heavy head with pain | B |
And caught a glimpse of netted skies | M |
Meshed in ten thousand wings in flight | O |
That cleft the air Oh wondrous sight | O |
He gasped he shrieked in sheer delight | O |
The Storks The Storks fly home again | B |
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I too O Storks I too even I | P |
Would see my native land again | B |
Oh had I wings that I might fly | P |
With you wild birds across the main | B |
Take take me to the land I pray | K |
The land where nests are full in May | K |
The land where my young children play | K |
Oh take me with you or I die | P |
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My lonely heart blooms like a flower | Q |
My children when I think of you | L |
My love is like an April shower | Q |
And fills my heart with drops of dew | L |
Along their unknown tracks ah me | D |
The Storks will fly across the sea | D |
My children soon will hail with glee | D |
Their red bills on the rain washed tower | Q |
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Home sickness seized him for the herds | M |
That browse upon the fresh green leas | M |
Home sickness for the cuckoo birds | M |
That shout afar in feathery trees | M |
For running stream and rippling rill | R |
That racing turning his woodland mill | R |
And tears on tears began to fill | R |
His eyes confusing all he sees | M |
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Again he doats on rosy cheeks | M |
Of children rolling in the grass | M |
Again the busy days and weeks | M |
The months and years serenely pass | M |
Black forest clocks tick day and night | O |
His board and bed are snowy white | O |
His humble house is just as bright | O |
As if it were a house of glass | M |
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Again beneath the high peaked roof | S |
His wife's unresting shuttle flies | M |
Across the even warp and woof | S |
Again his thrifty mother plies | M |
Her wheel that hums like noontide bees | M |
And lint locked babes about her knees | M |
Hark to strange tales of talking trees | M |
And Storks deep versed in sage replies | M |
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Again the ring of swinging chimes | M |
Calls all the pious folk to church | T |
With shining Sunday face betimes | M |
Through rustling woods of beech and birch | T |
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Full of moist glimmering hollows where | F |
The pines bow murmuring as in prayer | F |
And musically through the air | F |
The forest's mighty Choral swells | M |
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Again O Lord again he sees | M |
The place where Heaven came down one day | K |
Where in a space of bloom and bees | M |
He won his wife one morn of May | K |
Warm pulses shook and thrilled his blood | U |
Wild birds were singing in the wood | V |
The flowering world in bridal mood | W |
Joined in the Pinewood's symphonies | M |
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Again O Lord in grief and fear | X |
He bids good bye to all he loves | M |
The waters swell the woods are sere | X |
The Storks are gone and hushed the doves | M |
He goes with them he goes to heal | Y |
The sickness whose insidious seal | Y |
Is set on him Ah tears will steal | Y |
And blur the Storks that disappear | X |
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A furnace fire behind the hill | R |
The sun has burnt itself away | K |
The ghost of light transparent chill | R |
Yet floats upon the edge of day | K |
And all the desert holds its breath | Z |
As if it felt and crouched beneath | A2 |
The filmy flying bat of death | Z |
About a heart for ever still | R |
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And one by one seraphic bland | B2 |
The bright stars open in the skies | M |
The large above the Shadow land | B2 |
The white faced moon begins to rise | M |
And all the wilderness grows wan | B |
Beneath the stars that one by one | B |
Look down upon the lifeless man | B |
As if they were his children's eyes | M |
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