The Last Chantey Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDD ECFFD BCGGD DCHHD ECIID DCJJD DCKKD ECDDD EDLLD IDIID EDIID BDIID DDDDD| quot And there was no more sea quot | A |
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| Thus said The Lord in the Vault above the Cherubim | B |
| Calling to the Angels and the Souls in their degree | C |
| quot Lo Earth has passed away | D |
| On the smoke of Judgment Day | D |
| That Our word may be established shall We gather up the sea quot | D |
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| Loud sang the souls of the jolly jolly mariners | E |
| quot Plague upon the hurricane that made us furl and flee | C |
| But the war is done between us | F |
| In the deep the Lord hath seen us | F |
| Our bones we'll leave the barracout' and God may sink the sea quot | D |
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| Then said the soul of Judas that betray ed Him | B |
| quot Lord hast Thou forgotten Thy covenant with me | C |
| How once a year I go | G |
| To cool me on the floe | G |
| And Ye take my day of mercy if Ye take away the sea quot | D |
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| Then said the soul of the Angel of the Off shore Wind | D |
| He that bits the thunder when the bull mouthed breakers flee | C |
| quot I have watch and ward to keep | H |
| O'er Thy wonders on the deep | H |
| And Ye take mine honour from me if Ye take away the sea quot | D |
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| Loud sang the souls of the jolly jolly mariners | E |
| quot Nay but we were angry and a hasty folk are we | C |
| If we worked the ship together | I |
| Till she foundered in foul weather | I |
| Are we babes that we should clamour for a vengeance on the sea quot | D |
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| Then said the souls of the slaves that men threw overboard | D |
| quot Kennelled in the picaroon a weary band were we | C |
| But Thy arm was strong to save | J |
| And it touched us on the wave | J |
| And we drowsed the long tides idle till Thy Trumpets tore the sea quot | D |
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| Then cried the soul of the stout Apostle Paul to God | D |
| quot Once we frapped a ship and she laboured woundily | C |
| There were fourteen score of these | K |
| And they blessed Thee on their knees | K |
| When they learned Thy Grace and Glory under Malta by the sea quot | D |
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| Loud sang the souls of the jolly jolly mariners | E |
| Plucking at their harps and they plucked unhandily | C |
| quot Our thumbs are rough and tarred | D |
| And the tune is something hard | D |
| May we lift a Deep sea Chantey such as seamen use at sea quot | D |
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| Then said the souls of the gentlemen adventurers | E |
| Fettered wrist to bar all for red iniquity | D |
| quot Ho we revel in our chains | L |
| O'er the sorrow that was Spain's | L |
| Heave or sink it leave or drink it we were masters of the sea quot | D |
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| Up spake the soul of a gray Gothavn 'speckshioner | I |
| He that led the flinching in the fleets of fair Dundee | D |
| quot Oh the ice blink white and near | I |
| And the bowhead breaching clear | I |
| Will Ye whelm them all for wantonness that wallow in the sea quot | D |
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| Loud sang the souls of the jolly jolly mariners | E |
| Crying quot Under Heaven here is neither lead nor lee | D |
| Must we sing for evermore | I |
| On the windless glassy floor | I |
| Take back your golden fiddles and we'll beat to open sea quot | D |
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| Then stooped the Lord and He called the good sea up to Him | B |
| And 'stablished his borders unto all eternity | D |
| That such as have no pleasure | I |
| For to praise the Lord by measure | I |
| They may enter into galleons and serve Him on the sea | D |
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| Sun wind and cloud shall fail not from the face of it | D |
| Stinging ringing spindrift nor the fulmar flying free | D |
| And the ships shall go abroad | D |
| To the Glory of the Lord | D |
| Who heard the silly sailor folk and gave them back their sea | D |
Rudyard Kipling
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