Repression Of War Experience Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGH IJKKLMN OPJQRSTUVWXYHZA2B2C2 D2E2F2G2UH2F2| Now light the candles one two there's a moth | A |
| What silly beggars they are to blunder in | B |
| And scorch their wings with glory liquid flame | C |
| No no not that it's bad to think of war | D |
| When thoughts you've gagged all day come back to scare you | E |
| And it's been proved that soldiers don't go mad | F |
| Unless they lose control of ugly thoughts | G |
| That drive them out to jabber among the trees | H |
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| Now light your pipe look what a steady hand | I |
| Draw a deep breath stop thinking count fifteen | J |
| And you're as right as rain | K |
| Why won't it rain | K |
| I wish there'd be a thunder storm to night | L |
| With bucketsful of water to sluice the dark | M |
| And make the roses hang their dripping heads | N |
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| Books what a jolly company they are | O |
| Standing so quiet and patient on their shelves | P |
| Dressed in dim brown and black and white and green | J |
| And every kind of colour Which will you read | Q |
| Come on O do read something they're so wise | R |
| I tell you all the wisdom of the world | S |
| Is waiting for you on those shelves and yet | T |
| You sit and gnaw your nails and let your pipe out | U |
| And listen to the silence on the ceiling | V |
| There's one big dizzy moth that bumps and flutters | W |
| And in the breathless air outside the house | X |
| The garden waits for something that delays | Y |
| There must be crowds of ghosts among the trees | H |
| Not people killed in battle they're in France | Z |
| But horrible shapes in shrouds old men who died | A2 |
| Slow natural deaths old men with ugly souls | B2 |
| Who wore their bodies out with nasty sins | C2 |
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| You're quiet and peaceful summering safe at home | D2 |
| You'd never think there was a bloody war on | E2 |
| O yes you would why you can hear the guns | F2 |
| Hark Thud thud thud quite soft they never cease | G2 |
| Those whispering guns O Christ I want to go out | U |
| And screech at them to stop I'm going crazy | H2 |
| I'm going stark staring mad because of the guns | F2 |
Siegfried Sassoon
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