The Ballad Of The "clampherdown" Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCA ADEED AFAAF GHIIJ KLAII MNOON PLQII ARSTR IEUUI EPAAI AIVVI OIEII AIWWI AIVVI VVIIV IIIII VIXXI VELLEIt was our war ship Clampherdown | A |
Would sweep the Channel clean | A |
Wherefore she kept her hatches close | B |
When the merry Channel chops arose | C |
To save the bleached marine | A |
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She had one bow gun of a hundred ton | A |
And a great stern gun beside | D |
They dipped their noses deep in the sea | E |
They racked their stays and stanchions free | E |
In the wash of the wind whipped tide | D |
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It was our war ship Clampherdown | A |
Fell in with a cruiser light | F |
That carried the dainty Hotchkiss gun | A |
And a pair o' heels wherewith to run | A |
From the grip of a close fought fight | F |
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She opened fire at seven miles | G |
As ye shoot at a bobbing cork | H |
And once she fired and twice she fired | I |
Till the bow gun drooped like a lily tired | I |
That lolls upon the stalk | J |
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quot Captain the bow gun melts apace | K |
The deck beams break below | L |
'Twere well to rest for an hour or twain | A |
And botch the shattered plates again quot | I |
And he answered quot Make it so quot | I |
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She opened fire within the mile | M |
As ye shoot at the flying duck | N |
And the great stern gun shot fair and true | O |
With the heave of the ship to the stainless blue | O |
And the great stern turret stuck | N |
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quot Captain the turret fills with steam | P |
The feed pipes burst below | L |
You can hear the hiss of the helpless ram | Q |
You can hear the twisted runners jam quot | I |
And he answered quot Turn and go quot | I |
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It was our war ship Clampherdown | A |
And grimly did she roll | R |
Swung round to take the cruiser's fire | S |
As the White Whale faces the Thresher's ire | T |
When they war by the frozen Pole | R |
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quot Captain the shells are falling fast | I |
And faster still fall we | E |
And it is not meet for English stock | U |
To bide in the heart of an eight day clock | U |
The death they cannot see quot | I |
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quot Lie down lie down my bold A B | E |
We drift upon her beam | P |
We dare not ram for she can run | A |
And dare ye fire another gun | A |
And die in the peeling steam quot | I |
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It was our war ship Clampherdown | A |
That carried an armour belt | I |
But fifty feet at stern and bow | V |
Lay bare as the paunch of the purser's sow | V |
To the hail of the Nordenfeldt | I |
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quot Captain they hack us through and through | O |
The chilled steel bolts are swift | I |
We have emptied the bunkers in open sea | E |
Their shrapnel bursts where our coal should be quot | I |
And he answered quot Let her drift quot | I |
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It was our war ship Clampherdown | A |
Swung round upon the tide | I |
Her two dumb guns glared south and north | W |
And the blood and the bubbling steam ran forth | W |
And she ground the cruiser's side | I |
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quot Captain they cry the fight is done | A |
They bid you send your sword quot | I |
And he answered quot Grapple her stern and bow | V |
They have asked for the steel They shall have it now | V |
Out cutlasses and board quot | I |
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It was our war ship Clampherdown | V |
Spewed up four hundred men | V |
And the scalded stokers yelped delight | I |
As they rolled in the waist and heard the fight | I |
Stamp o'er their steel walled pen | V |
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They cleared the cruiser end to end | I |
From conning tower to hold | I |
They fought as they fought in Nelson's fleet | I |
They were stripped to the waist they were bare to the feet | I |
As it was in the days of old | I |
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It was the sinking Clampherdown | V |
Heaved up her battered side | I |
And carried a million pounds in steel | X |
To the cod and the corpse fed conger eel | X |
And the scour of the Channel tide | I |
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It was the crew of the Clampherdown | V |
Stood out to sweep the sea | E |
On a cruiser won from an ancient foe | L |
As it was in the days of long ago | L |
And as it still shall be | E |
Rudyard Kipling
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