Breton Wife Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB ACACAC DEDEDE EFEFEF GHIHIH BJBJBJ| A Wintertide we had been wed | A |
| When Jan went off to sea | B |
| And now the laurel rose is red | A |
| And I wait on the quay | B |
| His berthing boat I watch with dread | A |
| For where oh where is he | B |
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| Weep not brave lass the Skipper said | A |
| Return to you he will | C |
| In hospital he lies abed | A |
| In Rio in Brazil | C |
| But though I know he is not dead | A |
| I do not know his ill | C |
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| The Seaman's Hospital I wrote | D |
| And soon there came reply | E |
| The nurse's very words I quote | D |
| Your husband will not die | E |
| But you must wait a weary boat | D |
| I cannot tell you why | E |
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| The months of sun went snailing by | E |
| I wrote by every mail | F |
| Yet ever came the same reply | E |
| Your patience must not fail | F |
| But though your good lad will not die | E |
| We cannot tell his ail | F |
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| Ten months have gone he's back again | G |
| But aged by years a score | H |
| And tells me with a look of pain | I |
| He'll never voyage more | H |
| And at the tide with longing vain | I |
| He stares from out the door | H |
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| And in his sleep he turns from me | B |
| And moans with bitter blame | J |
| Of Spanish jades beyond the sea | B |
| Who wrought him evil shame | J |
| So ever in him bleak will be | B |
| The Ill That Has No Name | J |
Robert Service
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