The Sightless Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB CDCDCD EFEFEF GBGBGB H IJIJKLKLMNMNCCNOON PQPQRJRRJDDRNRNSTSTU VUVRRWW RXRXNNYY Z A2A2RRWWB2B2C2C2RRTT CB| Out of the night a crash | A |
| A roar a rampart of light | B |
| A flame that leaped like a lash | A |
| Searing forever my sight | B |
| Out of the night a flash | A |
| Then oh forever the Night | B |
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| Here in the dark I sit | C |
| I who so loved the sun | D |
| Supple and strong and fit | C |
| In the dark till my days be done | D |
| Aye that's the hell of it | C |
| Stalwart and twenty one | D |
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| Marie is stanch and true | E |
| Willing to be my wife | F |
| Swears she has eyes for two | E |
| Aye but it's long is Life | F |
| What is a lad to do | E |
| With his heart and his brain at strife | F |
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| There now my pipe is out | G |
| No one to give me a light | B |
| I grope and I grope about | G |
| Well it is nearly night | B |
| Sleep may resolve my doubt | G |
| Help me to reason right | B |
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| He sleeps and dreams | H |
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| I heard them whispering there by the bed | I |
| Oh but the ears of the blind are quick | J |
| Every treacherous word they said | I |
| Was a stab of pain and my heart turned sick | J |
| Then lip met lip and they looked at me | K |
| Sitting bent by the fallen fire | L |
| And they laughed to think that I couldn't see | K |
| But I felt the flame of their hot desire | L |
| He's helping Marie to work the farm | M |
| A dashing upstanding chap they say | N |
| And look at me with my flabby arm | M |
| And the fat of sloth and my face of clay | N |
| Look at me as I sit and sit | C |
| By the side of a fire that's seldom lit | C |
| Sagging and weary the livelong day | N |
| When every one else is out on the field | O |
| Sowing the seed for a golden yield | O |
| Or tossing around the new mown hay | N |
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| Oh the shimmering wheat that frets the sky | P |
| Gold of plenty and blue of hope | Q |
| I'm seeing it all with an inner eye | P |
| As out of the door I grope and grope | Q |
| And I hear my wife and her lover there | R |
| Whispering whispering round the rick | J |
| Mocking me and my sightless stare | R |
| As I fumble and stumble everywhere | R |
| Slapping and tapping with my stick | J |
| Old and weary at thirty one | D |
| Heartsick wishing it all was done | D |
| Oh I'll tap my way around to the byre | R |
| And I'll hear the cows as they chew their hay | N |
| There at least there is none to tire | R |
| There at least I am not in the way | N |
| And they'll look at me with their velvet eyes | S |
| And I'll stroke their flanks with my woman's hand | T |
| And they'll answer to me with soft replies | S |
| And somehow I fancy they'll understand | T |
| And the horses too they know me well | U |
| I'm sure that they pity my wretched lot | V |
| And the big fat ram with the jingling bell | U |
| Oh the beasts are the only friends I've got | V |
| And my old dog too he loves me more | R |
| I think than ever he did before | R |
| Thank God for the beasts that are all so kind | W |
| That know and pity the helpless blind | W |
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| Ha they're coming the loving pair | R |
| My hand's a shake as my pipe I fill | X |
| What if I steal on them unaware | R |
| With a reaping hook to kill to kill | X |
| I'll do it they're there in the mow of hay | N |
| I hear them saying He's out of the way | N |
| Hark how they're kissing and whispering | Y |
| Closer I creep I crouch I spring | Y |
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| He wakes | Z |
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| Ugh What a horrible dream I've had | A2 |
| And it isn't real I'm glad I'm glad | A2 |
| Marie is good and Marie is true | R |
| But now I know what it's best to do | R |
| I'll sell the farm and I'll seek my kind | W |
| I'll live apart with my fellow blind | W |
| And we'll eat and drink and we'll laugh and joke | B2 |
| And we'll talk of our battles and smoke and smoke | B2 |
| And brushes of bristle we'll make for sale | C2 |
| While one of us reads a book of Braille | C2 |
| And there will be music and dancing too | R |
| And we'll seek to fashion our life anew | R |
| And we'll walk the highways hand in hand | T |
| The Brotherhood of the Sightless Band | T |
| Till the years at last shall bring respite | C |
| And our night is lost in the Greater Night | B |
Robert Service
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