Death In The Arctic Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 40 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

A Simple Gift Of Clarity
by Michael Mcguire
Ring Of Fire
by N. Khanyile
A Disturbing Dream
by Marlon Pitter
Crab Lice
by Marlon Pitter
Biography Of The Anonymous
by Gilbert Sordebabari
Lost In Search Of A Saved Child
by Michael Mcguire
Dark Lens
by Gilbert Sordebabari
The Ship
by Pieter Sanders
Rose Bush
by Aubrie J Chellman
Between Condemning Bad Acts And Doing Bad Things, Which One Is Worse?
by Marlon Pitter

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2415 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

Robert William Service

Death In The Arctic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

About Death In The Arctic

Write your comment about Death In The Arctic poem by Robert William Service

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets

I	A
	-
I took the clock down from the shelf	B
At eight said I I shoot myself	B
It lacked a minute of the hour	C
And as I waited all a cower	C
A skinful of black boding pain	D
Bits of my life came back again	E
	-
Mother there's nothing more to eat	F
Why don't you go out on the street	F
Always you sit and cry and cry	A
Here at my play I wonder why	A
Mother when you dress up at night	G
Red are your cheeks your eyes are bright	G
Twining a ribband in your hair	H
Kissing good bye you go down stair	H
Then I'm as lonely as can be	I
Oh how I wish you were with me	I
Yet when you go out on the street	F
Mother there's always lots to eat	F
	-
II	A
	-
For days the igloo has been dark	J
But now the rag wick sends a spark	J
That glitters in the icy air	H
And wakes frost sapphires everywhere	H
Bright bitter flames that adder like	K
Dart here and there yet fear to strike	K
The gruesome gloom wherein they lie	A
My comrades oh so keen to die	A
And I the last well here I wait	L
The clock to strike the hour of eight	L
	-
Boy it is bitter to be hurled	M
Nameless and naked on the world	M
Frozen by night and starved by day	N
Curses and kicks and clouts your pay	N
But you must fight Boy look on me	I
Anarch of all earth misery	I
Beggar and tramp and shameless sot	O
Emblem of ill in rags that rot	P
Would you be foul and base as I	A
Oh it is better far to die	A
Swear to me now you'll fight and fight	G
Boy or I'll kill you here to night	G
	-
III	A
	-
Curse this silence soft and black	Q
Sting little light the shadows back	Q
Dance little flame with freakish glee	I
Twinkle with brilliant mockery	I
Glitter on ice robed roof and floor	R
Jewel the bear skin of the door	R
Gleam in my beard illume my breath	S
Blanch the clock face that times my death	S
But do not pierce that murk so deep	T
Where in their sleeping bags they sleep	T
But do not linger where they lie	A
They who had all the luck to die	A
	-
There is nothing more to say	N
Let us part and go our way	N
Since it seems we can't agree	I
I will go across the sea	I
Proud of heart and strong am I	A
Not for woman will I sigh	A
Hold my head up gay and glad	U
You can find another lad	U
	-
IV	A
	-
Above the igloo piteous flies	V
Our frayed flag to the frozen skies	V
Oh would you know how earth can be	I
A hell go north of Eighty three	I
Go scan the snows day after day	N
And hope for help and pray and pray	N
Have seal hide and sea lice to eat	F
Melt water with your body's heat	F
Sleep all the fell black winter through	W
Beside the dear dead men you knew	W
The walrus blubber flares and gleams	X
O God how long a minute seems	X
	-
Mary many a day has passed	Y
Since that morn of hot head youth	Z
Come I back at last at last	Y
Crushed with knowing of the truth	Z
How through bitter barren years	A2
You loved me and me alone	B2
Waited wearied wept your tears	C2
Oh could I atone atone	B2
I would pay a million fold	D2
Pay you for the love you gave	A
Mary look down as of old	D2
I am kneeling by your grave	A
	-
V	I
	-
Olaf the Blonde was first to go	E2
Bitten his eyes were by the snow	E2
Sightless and sealed his eyes of blue	W
So that he died before I knew	W
Here in those poor weak arms he died	F2
Wolves will not get you lad I lied	F2
For I will watch till Spring come round	G2
Slumber you shall beneath the ground	G2
Oh how I lied I scarce can wait	L
Strike little clock the hour of eight	L
	-
Comrade can you blame me quite	G
The horror of the long long night	G
Is on me and I've borne with pain	D
So long and hoped for help in vain	D
So frail am I and blind and dazed	H2
With scurvy sick with silence crazed	H2
Beneath the Arctic's heel of hate	L
Avid for Death I wait I wait	L
Oh if I falter fail to fight	G
Can you dear comrade blame me quite	G
	-
VI	A
	-
Big Eric gave up months ago	E2
But seldom do men suffer so	E2
His feet sloughed off his fingers died	F2
His hands shrunk up and mummified	F2
I had to feed him like a child	I2
Yet he was valiant joked and smiled	I2
Talked of his wife and little one	J2
Thanks be to God that I have none	J2
Passed in the night without a moan	B2
Passed and I'm here alone alone	B2
	-
I've got to kill you Dick	K2
Your life for mine you know	E2
Better to do it quick	K2
A swift and sudden blow	E2
See here's my hand to lick	K2
A hug before you go	E2
God but it makes me sick	K2
Old dog I love you so	E2
Forgive forgive me Dick	K2
A swift and sudden blow	E2
	-
VII	A
	-
Often I start up in the dark	J
Thinking the sound of bells to hear	L2
Often I wake from sleep Oh hark	J
Help it is coming near and near	M2
Blindly I reel toward the door	R
There the snow billows bleak and bare	H
Blindly I seek my den once more	R
Silence and darkness and despair	H
Oh it is all a dreadful dream	N2
Scurvy and cold and death and dearth	O2
I will awake to warmth and gleam	N2
Silvery seas and greening earth	O2
Life is a dream its wakening	J
Death gentle shadow of God's wing	J
	-
Tick little clock my life away	N
Even a second seems a day	N
Even a minute seems a year	M2
Peopled with ghosts that press and peer	M2
Into my face so charnel white	G
Lit by the devilish dancing light	G
Tick little clock mete out my fate	L
Tortured and tense I wait I wait	L
	-
VIII	A
	-
Oh I have sworn the hour is nigh	A
When it strikes eight I die I die	A
Raise up the gun it stings my brow	P2
When it strikes eight all ready now	P2
	-
	-
	-
Down from my hand the weapon dropped	Q2
Wildly I stared	R2
THE CLOCK HAD STOPPED	Q2
	-
IX	E2
	-
Phantoms and fears and ghosts have gone	S2
Peace seems to nestle in my brain	D
Lo the clock stopped I'm living on	T2
Heart sick I was and less than sane	D
Yet do I scorn the thing I planned	U2
Hearing a voice O coward fight	G
Then the clock stopped whose was the hand	U2
Maybe 'twas God's ah well all's right	G
Heap on me darkness fold on fold	D2
Pain wrench and rack me What care I	A
Leap on me hunger thirst and cold	D2
I will await my time to die	A
Looking to Heaven that shines above	A
Looking to God and love and love	A
	-
X	E2
	-
Hark what is that Bells dogs again	E
Is it a dream I sob and cry	A
See the door opens fur clad men	E
Rush to my rescue frail am I	A
Feeble and dying dazed and glad	U
There is the pistol where it dropped	Q2
Boys it was hard but I'm not mad	U
Look at the clock it stopped it stopped	Q2
Carry me out The heavens smile	V2
See there's an arch of gold above	A
Now let me rest a little while	V2
Looking to God and Love and Love	A