Ghosts In England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNHO PQRSTEUVWLXY RZEA2B2KC2D2RE2 F2G2LH2B2I2HEJ2 K2EERK2L2K2M2N2O2P2| At East Lulworth the dead were friendly and pitiful I saw them | A |
| peek from their ancient earthworks on the coast hills | B |
| At the camps of the living men in the valley the army mechanics' | C |
| barracks the roads where they try the tanks | D |
| And the armored cars 'We also ' they say 'trembled in our | E |
| time We felt the world change in the rain | F |
| Our people like yours were falling under the wheel Great | G |
| past and declining present are a pitiful burden | H |
| For living men but failure is not the worm that worries | I |
| the dead you will not weep when you come ' | J |
| Said the soft mournful shadows on the Dorset shore And those | K |
| on the Rollright ridge by the time eaten stone circle | L |
| Said nothing and had no wish in the world having blessedly aged | M |
| out of humanity stared with great eyes | N |
| White as the hollowed limestone not caring but seeing inhuman | H |
| as the wind | O |
| - | |
| But the other ghosts were not good | P |
| But like a moon of jackals around a sick stag | Q |
| At Zennor in the tumbled granite chaos at Marazion and the | R |
| angel's Mount from the hoar tide lines | S |
| 'Be patient dead men the tides of their day have turned ' from | T |
| the stone rings of the dead huts on Dartmoor | E |
| The prison town like a stain of dirt on the distant hill 'We not | U |
| the last ' they said 'shall be hopeless | V |
| We not alone hunger in the rain ' From Avebury in the high | W |
| heart of England in the ancient temple | L |
| When all the cottages darkened themselves to sleep 'Send it | X |
| along the ridge ways and say it on the hilltops | Y |
| That the bone is broken and the meat will fall ' | - |
| - | |
| There was also a | R |
| ghost of a king his cheeks hollow as the brows | Z |
| Of an old horse was paddling his hands in the reeds of Dozmare | E |
| Pool in the shallow in the rainy twilight | A2 |
| Feeling for the hilt of a ruinous and rusted sword But they said | B2 |
| 'Be patient a little you king of shadows | K |
| But only wait they will waste like snow ' Then Arthur left | C2 |
| hunting for the lost sword he grinned and stood up | D2 |
| Gaunt as a wolf but soon resumed the old labor shaking the | R |
| reeds with his hands | E2 |
| - | |
| Northeastward to Wantage | F2 |
| On the chalk downs the Saxon Alfred | G2 |
| Witlessly walks with his hands lamenting 'Who are the people | L |
| and who are the enemy ' He says bewildered | H2 |
| 'Who are the living who are the dead ' The more ancient dead | B2 |
| Watch him from the wide earthworks on White Horse Hill | I2 |
| peer from the Ridgeway barrows goggle from the broken | H |
| Mound and the scattered stones in the oval wood above Ashbury | E |
| They whisper and exult | J2 |
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| In the north also | K2 |
| I saw them from the Picts' houses in the black Caithness heather | E |
| to the bleak stones on Culloden Moor | E |
| The rags of lost races and beaten clans nudging each other the | R |
| blue lips cracking with joy the fleshless | K2 |
| Anticipatory fingers jabbing at the south And on the Welsh | L2 |
| borders | K2 |
| Were dead men skipping and fleering behind all the hedges An | M2 |
| island of ghosts They seemed merry and to feel | N2 |
| No pity for the great pillar of empire settling to a fall the pride | O2 |
| and the power slowly dissolving | P2 |
Robinson Jeffers
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