Whitechapel High Road Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDBACCBECFGFEGHG HCGCIGGGIGIGG JGKLJMGLMGDDGGIIGGG| Lusty life her river pours | A |
| Along a road of shining shores | A |
| The moon of August beams | B |
| Mild as upon her harvest slopes but here | C |
| From man's full breath'd abounding earth | D |
| Exiled she walks as one of alien birth | D |
| The pale neglected foster mother of dreams | B |
| For windows with resplendent stores | A |
| Along the pavement dazzle and outstare | C |
| The booths that front them there | C |
| To the throng which loiters by in laughing streams | B |
| Babble the criers and 'mid eager sounds | E |
| The flaming torches toss to the wind their hair | C |
| And ruddy in trembling waves the light | F |
| Flushes cheeks of wondering boys | G |
| Assembled their lips parted and eyes bright | F |
| As the medicine seller his magic herb expounds | E |
| Or some old man displays his painted toys | G |
| Deaf with a vacant stillness of the tomb | H |
| At intervals a road deserted gapes | G |
| Where night shrinks back into her proper gloom | H |
| Frighted by boisterous flare | C |
| Of the flame that now through a cluster of green grapes | G |
| Shines wanly or on striped apple and smooth pear | C |
| Flits blushing now on rug or carpet spread | I |
| In view of the merry buyers the rude dyes | G |
| Re crimsons or an antic shadow throws | G |
| Over the chestnut brazier's glowing eyes | G |
| And now the sleeping head | I |
| Of a gipsy child in his dim corner shows | G |
| Huddled against a canvas wall his bed | I |
| An ancient sack nor torch nor hundred cries | G |
| Awake him from his sweet profound repose | G |
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| But thou divine moon with thine equal beam | J |
| Dispensing patience stealest unawares | G |
| The thoughts of many that pass sorrowful on | K |
| Else undiverted amid the crowd alone | L |
| Embroiderest with beauties the worn theme | J |
| Of trouble to a fancied harbour calm | M |
| Steerest the widow's ship of heavy cares | G |
| And on light spirits of lovers radiant grown | L |
| Droppest an unimaginable balm | M |
| Yet me to night thy peace rejoices less | G |
| Than this warm human scene that of rude earth | D |
| Pleasantly savours nor dissembles mirth | D |
| Nor grief nor passion sweet to me this press | G |
| Of life unnumbered where if hard distress | G |
| Be tyrant hunger is not fed | I |
| Nor misery pensioned with the ill tasting bread | I |
| Of pity but such help as earth ordains | G |
| Betwixt her creatures bound in common pains | G |
| One from another without prayer obtains | G |
Robert Laurence Binyon
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