Cloud,the, An Idyll Of The Western Front Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C CCC DDEEFFG HHC C GC FFHH IJJKKHHLLMNOOHF HPPEF EQ RRSST UV WRRF XXY Y E EZA2 ZB2 B2PC2 PFXXAA D2D2XX A XE2 XC CF2F2F2XXJJG2G2OOH2F H2K B2K A2C F X CI | A |
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Scene A wayside shrine in France | B |
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Persons Celeste Pierre a Cloud | C |
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Celeste gazing at the solitary white Cloud | C |
I wonder what your thoughts are little Cloud | C |
Up in the sky so lonely and so proud | C |
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Cloud Not proud dear maiden lonely if you will | D |
Long have I watched you sitting there so still | D |
Before that little shrine beside the way | E |
And wondered where your thoughts might be astray | E |
Your knitting lying idle on your knees | F |
And worse than idle like Penelope's | F |
Working its own undoing | G |
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Celeste picks up her knitting Who was she | H |
Saints What a knot Who was Penelope | H |
What happened to her knitting Tell me Cloud | C |
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Cloud She was a Queen she wove her husband's shroud | C |
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Celeste drops the knitting | G |
His shroud | C |
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Cloud There there 'Twas only an excuse | F |
To put her lovers off a wifely ruse | F |
Bidding them bide till it was finished she | H |
Each night the web unravelled secretly | H |
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Celeste He came home safe | I |
Cloud If I remember right | J |
It was the lovers needed shrouds that night | J |
It is an old old tale I heard it through | K |
A Wind whose ancestor it was that blew | K |
Ulysses' ship across the purple sea | H |
Back to his people and Penelope | H |
We Clouds pick up strange tales as far and wide | L |
And to and fro above the world we ride | L |
Across uncharted seas upon the swell | M |
Of viewless waves and tides invisible | N |
Freighted with friendly flood or forked flame | O |
Knowing not whither bound nor whence we came | O |
Now drifting lonely now a company | H |
Of pond'rous galleons | F |
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Celeste Oft times I see | H |
A Cloud as by some playful fancy stirred | P |
Take likeness of a monstrous beast or bird | P |
Or some fantastic fish as though 'twere clay | E |
Moulded by unseen hands | F |
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Cloud Then tell me pray | E |
What I resemble now | Q |
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Celeste I scarcely know | R |
But had you asked a little while ago | R |
I should have said a camel then your hump | S |
Dissolved and you became a gosling plump | S |
Downy and white and warm | T |
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Cloud What Warm up here | U |
Ten thousand feet above the earth | V |
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Celeste Oh dear | W |
What am I thinking of Of course I know | R |
How cold it is Pierre has told me so | R |
A thousand times | F |
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Cloud And who is this Pierre | X |
That tells you all the secrets of the air | X |
How came he to such frigid heights to soar | Y |
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Celeste Pierre's my He is in the Flying Corps | Y |
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Cloud Ah now I understand And he's away | E |
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Celeste He left at dawn where for he would not say | E |
Telling me only 'twas a bombing raid | Z |
Somewhere My God What's that | A2 |
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Cloud What little maid | Z |
Celeste pointing That over there beyond the wooded crest | B2 |
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Cloud Only a skylark dropping to her nest | B2 |
Her mate is hov'ring somewhere near I heard | P |
His tremulous song of love | C2 |
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Celeste That was no bird | P |
Drops upon her knees | F |
O Mary Blessed Mother Hear my prayer | X |
That one that fell grant it was not Pierre | X |
Here is the cross my mother gave me I | A |
Will burn the longest candle it will buy | A |
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Cloud Courage my child Your prayer will not be vain | D2 |
Who guards the lark will guide your lover's plane | D2 |
The West Wind's calling I must go Hark There | X |
He sings again Le bon Dieu garde ma chere | X |
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II | A |
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Pierre I made a perfect landing over there | X |
Behind the church | E2 |
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Celeste The Virgin heard my prayer | X |
Now I must burn the candle that I vowed | C |
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Pierre Then 'twas our Blessed Lady sent that Cloud | C |
That saved me when the Boche came up behind | F2 |
I made a lightning turn only to find | F2 |
The Boche on top of me It seemed a kind | F2 |
Of miracle to see that Cloud I swear | X |
A moment past the sky was everywhere | X |
As clear as clear there was no Cloud in sight | J |
It looked to me floating there calm and white | J |
Like a great mother hen and I a chick | G2 |
She seemed to call me and I scurried quick | G2 |
Behind her wing That spoiled the Boche's game | O |
And gave me time to turn and take good aim | O |
I emptied my last drum and saw him drop | H2 |
Ten thousand feet in flames | F |
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Celeste shuddering Stop Pierre stop | H2 |
Maybe a girl is waiting for him too | K |
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Pierre 'Twas either him or me Celeste | B2 |
Thank God not you | K |
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Pierre pointing to the church Come let us burn the candle that | A2 |
you vowed | C |
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Celeste Two candles | F |
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Pierre Who's the other for | X |
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Celeste The Cloud | C |
Oliver Herford
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