Retrospect: The Jests Of The Clock Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDD EFEFGG HIHIAA JKJKLL MNMNOOHe had met hours of the clock he never guessed before | A |
Dumb dragging mirthless hours confused with dreams and fear | B |
Bone chilling hungry hours when the gods sleep and snore | A |
Bequeathing earth and heaven to ghosts and will not hear | C |
And will not hear man groan chained to the sodden ground | D |
Rotting alive in feather beds they slumbered sound | D |
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When noisome smells of day were sicklied by cold night | E |
When sentries froze and muttered when beyond the wire | F |
Blank shadows crawled and tumbled shaking tricking the sight | E |
When impotent hatred of Life stifled desire | F |
Then soared the sudden rocket broke in blanching showers | G |
O lagging watch O dawn O hope forsaken hours | G |
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How often with numbed heart stale lips venting his rage | H |
He swore he'd be a dolt a traitor a damned fool | I |
If when the guns stopped ever again from youth to age | H |
He broke the early rising early sleeping rule | I |
No though more bestial enemies roused a fouler war | A |
Never again would he bear this no never more | A |
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Rise with the cheerful sun go to bed with the same | J |
Work in your field or kailyard all the shining day | K |
But he said never more in quest of wealth honour fame | J |
Search the small hours of night before the East goes grey | K |
A healthy mind a honest heart a wise man leaves | L |
Those ugly impious times to ghosts devils soldiers thieves | L |
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Poor fool knowing too well deep in his heart | M |
That he'll be ready again if urgent orders come | N |
To quit his rye and cabbages kiss his wife and part | M |
At the first sullen rapping of the awakened drum | N |
Ready once more to sweat with fear and brace for the shock | O |
To greet beneath a falling flare the jests of the clock | O |
Robert Graves
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