The Iceberg Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAEFAG BHGIJKH DLMMDNONPLQG RSTQQRUVVWXTUCWC YUYZA2TUA2TB2C2TD2 A2A2E2F2A2E2TF2TTG2H A2H2TI2 TTTQTJ2J2TAK2K2TL2M2 TN2QQA2O2K2P2J2QL2 K2J2J2QCQJ2 CJ2CJ2TN2Q2J2A2Q2N2J 2TCJ2R2 J2QJ2J2J2J2J2J2J2TNN J2J2J2TJ2S2QJ2T2TN J2QXJ2J2J2QCPPTA2PA2 K2TT2CA2VA2J2TU2VT2T V2T TA2W2AATAQTTQJ2AQJ2P QTQJ2X2A2T2QT2J2T2J2 VX2NY2T2A2 Y2QZ2QA3PJ2K2 J2J2J2J2J2NNQI was spawned from the glacier | A |
A thousand miles due north | B |
Beyond Cape Chidley | C |
And the spawning | D |
When my vast wallowing bulk went under | A |
Emerged and heaved aloft | E |
Shaking down cataracts from its rocking sides | F |
With mountainous surge and thunder | A |
Outraged the silence of the Arctic sea | G |
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Before I was thrust forth | B |
A thousand years I crept | H |
Crawling crawling crawling irresistibly | G |
Hid in the blue womb of the eternal ice | I |
While under me the tortured rock | J |
Groaned | K |
And over me the immeasurable desolation slept | H |
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Under the pallid dawning | D |
Of the lidless Arctic day | L |
Forever no life stirred | M |
No wing of bird | M |
Of ghostly owl low winnowing | D |
Or fleet winged ptarmigan fleeing the pounce of death | N |
No foot of backward glancing fox | O |
Half glimpsed and vanishing like a breath | N |
No lean and gauntly stalking bear | P |
Stalking his prey | L |
Only the white sun circling the white sky | Q |
Only the wind screaming perpetually | G |
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And then the night | R |
The long night naked high over the roof of the world | S |
Where time seemed frozen in the cold of space | T |
Now black and torn with cry | Q |
Of unseen voices where the storm raged by | Q |
Now radiant with spectral light | R |
As the vault of heaven split wide | U |
To let the flaming Polar cohorts through | V |
And close ranked spears of gold and blue | V |
Thin scarlet and thin green | W |
Hurtled and clashed across the sphere | X |
And hissed in sibilant whisperings | T |
And died | U |
And then the stark moon swinging low | C |
Silver indifferent serene | W |
Over the sheeted snow | C |
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But now an Alp afloat | Y |
In seizure of the surreptitious tide | U |
Began my long drift south to a remote | Y |
And unimagined doom | Z |
Scornful of storm | A2 |
Unjarred by thunderous buffetting of seas | T |
Shearing the giant floes aside | U |
Ploughing the wide flung ice fields in a spume | A2 |
That smoked far up my ponderous flanks | T |
Onward I fared | B2 |
My ice blue pinnacles rendering back the sun | C2 |
In darts of sharp radiance | T |
My bases fathoms deep in the dark profound | D2 |
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And now around me | A2 |
Life and the frigid waters all aswarm | A2 |
The smooth wave creamed | E2 |
With tiny capelin and the small pale squid | F2 |
So pale the light struck through them | A2 |
Gulls and gannets screamed | E2 |
Over the feast and gorged themselves and rose | T |
A clamour of weaving wings and hid | F2 |
Momently my face | T |
The great bull whales | T |
With cavernous jaws agape | G2 |
Scooped in the spoil and slept | H |
Their humped forms just awash and rocking softly | A2 |
Or sounded down down to the deeps and nosed | H2 |
Along my ribbed and sunken roots | T |
And in the green gloom scattered the pasturing cod | I2 |
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And so I voyaged on down the dim parallels | T |
Convoyed by fields | T |
Of countless calving seals | T |
Mild featured innocent eyed and unforeknowing | Q |
The doom of the red flenching knives | T |
I passed the storm racked gate | J2 |
Of Hudson Strait | J2 |
And savage Chidley where the warring tides | T |
In white wrath seethe forever | A |
Down along the sounding shore | K2 |
Of iron fanged many watered Labrador | K2 |
Slow weeks I shaped my course and saw | T |
Dark Mokkowic and dark Napiskawa | L2 |
And came at last off lone Belle Isle the bane | M2 |
Of ships and snare of bergs | T |
Here by the deep conflicting currents drawn | N2 |
I hung | Q |
And swung | Q |
The inland voices Gulfward calling me | A2 |
To ground amid my peers on the alien strand | O2 |
And roam no more | K2 |
But then an off shore wind | P2 |
A great wind fraught with fate | J2 |
Caught me and pressed me back | Q |
And I resumed my solitary way | L2 |
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Slowly I bore | K2 |
South east by bastioned Bauld | J2 |
And passed the sentinel light far beaming late | J2 |
Along the liners' track | Q |
And slanted out Atlanticwards until | C |
Above the treacherous swaths of fog | Q |
Faded from the view the loom of Newfoundland | J2 |
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Beautiful ethereal | C |
In the blue sparkle of the gleaming day | J2 |
A soaring miracle | C |
Of white immensity | J2 |
I was the cynosure of passing ships | T |
That wondered and were gone | N2 |
Their wreathed smoke trailing them beyonf the verge | Q2 |
And when in the night they passed | J2 |
The night of stars and calm | A2 |
Forged up and passed with churning surge | Q2 |
And throb of huge propellers and long drawn | N2 |
Luminous wake behind | J2 |
And sharp small lights in rows | T |
I lay a ghost of menace chill and still | C |
A shape pearl pale and monstrous off to leeward | J2 |
Blurring the thin horizon line | R2 |
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Day dragged on day | J2 |
And then came fog | Q |
By noon blind white | J2 |
And in the night | J2 |
Black thick and smothering the sight | J2 |
Folded therein I waited | J2 |
Waited I knew not what | J2 |
And heeded not | J2 |
Greatly incurious and unconcerned | J2 |
I heard the small waves lapping along my base | T |
Lipping and whispering lisping with bated breath | N |
A casual expectancy of death | N |
I heard remote | J2 |
The deep far carrying note | J2 |
Blown from the hoarse and hollow throat | J2 |
Of some lone tanker groping on her course | T |
Louder and louder rose the sound | J2 |
In deepening diapason then passed on | S2 |
Diminishing and dying | Q |
And silence closed around | J2 |
And in the silence came again | T2 |
Those stealthy voices | T |
That whispering of death | N |
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And then I heard | J2 |
The thud of screws approaching | Q |
Near and more near | X |
Louder and yet more loud | J2 |
Through the thick dark I heard it | J2 |
The rush and hiss of waters as she ploughed | J2 |
Head on unseen unseeing | Q |
Toward where I stood across her path invisible | C |
And then a startled blare | P |
Of horror close re echoing a glare | P |
Of sudden stabbing searchlights | T |
That but obscurely pierced the gloom | A2 |
And there | P |
I towered a dim immensity of doom | A2 |
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A roar | K2 |
Of tortured waters as the giant screws | T |
Reversed thundered full steam astern | T2 |
Yet forward still she drew until | C |
Slow answering desperate helm | A2 |
She swerved and all her broadside came in view | V |
Crawling beneath me | A2 |
And for a moment I saw faces blanched | J2 |
Stiffly agape turned upward and wild eyes | T |
Astare and one long quavering cry went up | U2 |
As a submerged horn gored her through and through | V |
Ripping her beam wide open | T2 |
And sullenly she listed till her funnels | T |
Crashed on my steep | V2 |
And men sprang stumbling for the boats | T |
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But now my deep foundations | T |
Mined by those warmer seas the hour had come | A2 |
When I must change | W2 |
Slowly I leaned above her | A |
Slowly at first then faster | A |
And icy fragments rained upon her decks | T |
Then my enormous mass descended on her | A |
A falling mountain all obliterating | Q |
And the confusion of thin wailing cries | T |
The Babel of shouts and prayers | T |
And shriek of steam escaping | Q |
Suddenly died | J2 |
And I rolled over | A |
Wallowing | Q |
And once more came to rest | J2 |
My long hid bases heaved up high in air | P |
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And now from fogs emerging | Q |
I traversed blander seas | T |
Forgot the fogs the scourging | Q |
Of sleet whipped gales forgot | J2 |
My austere origin my tremendous birth | X2 |
My journeyings and that last cataclysm | A2 |
Of overwhelming ruin | T2 |
My squat pale alien bulk | Q |
Basked in the ambient sheen | T2 |
And all about me league on league outspread | J2 |
A gulf of indigo and green | T2 |
I laughed in the light waves laced with white | J2 |
Nor knew | V |
How swiftly shrank my girth | X2 |
Under their sly caresses how the breath | N |
Of that soft wind sucked up my strength nor how | Y2 |
The sweet insidious fingers of the sun | T2 |
Their stealthy depredations wrought upon me | A2 |
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Slowly now | Y2 |
I drifted dreaming | Q |
I saw the flying fish | Z2 |
With silver gleaming | Q |
Flash from the peacock bosomed wave | A3 |
And flicker through an arc of sunlit air | P |
Back to their element desperate to elude | J2 |
The jaws of the pursuing albacore | K2 |
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Day after day | J2 |
I swung in the unhasting tide | J2 |
Sometimes I saw the dolphin folk at play | J2 |
Their lithe sides iridescent dyed | J2 |
Unheeding in their speed | J2 |
That long grey wraith | N |
The shark that followed hungering beneath | N |
Sometimes I | Q |
Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
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