Deptford Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBC DEDEFEF GHGHIHI JKJKLKL FFFFMFM BGBGFGF NFOFPFFP

Well is it shrouded Sun thou spar'st no rayA
To illumine this sad street A light more bareB
Would but discover more this bald arrayA
Of roofs dejected window patched that stareB
From sordid walls for the shy breath of SpringC
Her cheek of flowers or fragrance of her hairB
Thou could'st not save to cheated memory bringC
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Alas I welcome this dull mist that drapesD
The path of the heavy sky above the streetE
Casting a phantom dimness on these shapesD
That pass by toil disfeatured with slow feetE
And with mistrustful eyes though in the mudF
Children the play of ages old repeatE
Because of quenchless wanting in their bloodF
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Yet oh what clouds of heaviness deterG
My spirit what sad vacancy impedesH
I am like some far ventured travellerG
Whom in a forest vast entangled weedsH
Have hindered over whom green darkness fillsI
The inextricable boughs and stifling feedsH
A poisonous fear that sinks on him and chillsI
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Nor finds he faith amid the monstrous treesJ
Rooted in silence peopled with strange criesK
And stealthy shadows where alone he seesJ
Rank growths of the hot marsh but watching eyesK
Imagines to believe the self same barkL
He leans on lifts to the unclouded skiesK
Its crest victorious from that cradle darkL
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I with like pain and languor am opprestF
Me too a forest upon poison fedF
Me too the marsh and the rank weeds infestF
Almost I trace in the dumb pall o'erheadF
A net of stubborn boughs that dimly meshM
The air I stifle like a chain of leadF
They weigh upon my soul they bind my fleshM
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I cannot breathe the last and worst despairB
Begins to invade me numbing even desireG
That panted for sweet draughts of light and airB
Dumb walls against me with blind heaven conspireG
Incredible the sun seems now a ghostF
I dreamed of in my dreams unreal fireG
The light is blotted out the blue is lostF
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Was it mirage the glow I fancied warmN
On human cheeks the beauty of my kindF
I feel it fading from me a brief charmO
Flying at touch Blow hither storms of windF
Strike hither strong sun to my dulled heart's coreP
Awake disturb me lest mine eyes grow blindF
By fatal use to a foul dream resignedF
Accept for Nature's body this her soreP

Robert Laurence Binyon



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