The Mourners Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHIH JKJK LMLM NBNB| I look into the aching womb of night | A |
| I look across the mist that masks the dead | B |
| The moon is tired and gives but little light | A |
| The stars have gone to bed | B |
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| The earth is sick and seems to breathe with pain | C |
| A lost wind whimpers in a mangled tree | D |
| I do not see the foul corpse cluttered plain | C |
| The dead I do not see | D |
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| The slain I would not see and so I lift | E |
| My eyes from out the shambles where they lie | F |
| When lo a million woman faces drift | E |
| Like pale leaves through the sky | F |
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| The cheeks of some are channelled deep with tears | G |
| But some are tearless with wild eyes that stare | H |
| Into the shadow of the coming years | I |
| Of fathomless despair | H |
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| And some are young and some are very old | J |
| And some are rich some poor beyond belief | K |
| Yet all are strangely like set in the mould | J |
| Of everlasting grief | K |
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| They fill the vast of Heaven face on face | L |
| And then I see one weeping with the rest | M |
| Whose eyes beseech me for a moment's space | L |
| Oh eyes I love the best | M |
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| Nay I but dream The sky is all forlorn | N |
| And there's the plain of battle writhing red | B |
| God pity them the women folk who mourn | N |
| How happy are the dead | B |
Robert William Service
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