The Hemp - A Virginia Legend Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The Planting of the HempA
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Captain Hawk scourged clean the seasB
Black is the gap below the plankC
From the Great North Bank to the CaribbeesB
Down by the marsh the hemp grows rankC
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His fear was on the seaport townsB
The weight of his hand held hard the downsB
And the merchants cursed him bitter and blackD
For a red flame in the sea fog's wrackD
Was all of their ships that might come backD
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For all he had one word aloneE
One clod of dirt in their faces thrownE
The hemp that shall hang me is not grownE
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His name bestrode the seas like DeathF
The waters trembled at his breathF
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This is the tale of how he fellG
Of the long sweep and the heavy swellG
And the rope that dragged him down to hellG
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The fight was done and the gutted shipH
Stripped like a shark the sea gulls stripH
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Lurched blindly eaten out with flameI
Back to the land from where she cameI
A skimming horror an eyeless shameI
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And Hawk stood upon his quarter deckJ
And saw the sky and saw the wreckJ
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Below a butt for sailors' jeersB
White as the sky when a white squall nearsB
Huddled the crowd of the prisonersB
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Over the bridge of the tottering plankC
Where the sea shook and the gulf yawned blankC
They shrieked and struggled and dropped and sankC
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Pinioned arms and hands bound fastK
One girl alone was left at lastK
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Sir Henry Gaunt was a mighty lordL
He sat in state at the Council boardL
The governors were as nought to himM
From one rim to the other rimM
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Of his great plantations flung out wideN
Like a purple cloak was a full month's rideN
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Life and death in his white hands layO
And his only daughter stood at bayO
Trapped like a hare in the toils that dayO
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He sat at wine in his gold and his laceB
And far away in a bloody placeB
Hawk came near and she covered her faceB
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He rode in the fields and the hunt was braveP
And far away his daughter gaveP
A shriek that the seas cried out to hearQ
And he could not see and he could not saveP
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Her white soul withered in the mireR
As paper shrivels up in fireS
And Hawk laughed and he kissed her mouthT
And her body he took for his desireS
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The Growing of the HempA
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Sir Henry stood in the manor roomU
And his eyes were hard gems in the gloomU
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And he said Go dig me furrows fiveV
Where the green marsh creeps like a thing aliveV
There at its edge where the rushes thriveV
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And where the furrows rent the groundW
He sowed the seed of hemp aroundW
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And the blacks shrink back and are sore afraidX
At the furrows five that rib the gladeX
And the voodoo work of the master's spadeX
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For a cold wind blows from the marshland nearY
And white things move and the night grows drearY
And they chatter and crouch and are sick with fearY
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But down by the marsh where the gray slaves gleanZ
The hemp sprouts up and the earth is seenZ
Veiled with a tenuous mist of greenZ
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And Hawk still scourges the CaribbeesB
And many men kneel at his kneesB
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Sir Henry sits in his house aloneE
And his eyes are hard and dull like stoneE
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And the waves beat and the winds roarY
And all things are as they were beforeY
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And the days pass and the weeks passB
And nothing changes but the grassB
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But down where the fireflies are like eyesB
And the damps shudder and the mists riseB
The hemp stalks stand up toward the skiesB
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And down from the poop of the pirate shipH
A body falls and the great sharks gripH
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Innocent lovely go in graceB
At last there is peace upon your faceB
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And Hawk laughs loud as the corpse is thrownE
The hemp that shall hang me is not grownE
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Sir Henry's face is iron to markA2
And he gazes ever in the darkA2
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And the days pass and the weeks passB
And the world is as it always wasB
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But down by the marsh the sickles beamB2
Glitter on glitter gleam on gleamB2
And the hemp falls down by the stagnant streamB2
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And Hawk beats up from the CaribbeesB
Swooping to pounce in the Northern seasB
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Sir Henry sits sunk deep in his chairY
And white as his hand is grown his hairY
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And the days pass and the weeks passB
And the sands roll from the hour glassB
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But down by the marsh in the blazing sunC2
The hemp is smoothed and twisted and spunC2
The rope made and the work doneC2
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The Using of the HempA
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Captain Hawk scourged clean the seasB
Black is the gap below the plankC
From the Great North Bank to the CaribbeesB
Down by the marsh the hemp grows rankC
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He sailed in the broad Atlantic trackD
And the ships that saw him came not backD
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And once again where the wide tides ranD2
He stooped to harry a merchantmanD2
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He bade her stop Ten guns spake trueY
From her hidden ports and a hidden crewY
Lacking his great ship through and throughY
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Dazed and dumb with the sudden deathF
He scarce had time to draw a breathF
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Before the grappling irons bit deepE2
And the boarders slew his crew like sheepE2
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Hawk stood up straight his breast to the steelF2
His cutlass made a bloody wheelF2
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His cutlass made a wheel of flameI
They shrank before him as he cameI
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And the bodies fell in a choking crowdG2
And still he thundered out aloudG2
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The hemp that shall hang me is not grownD2
They fled at last He was left aloneD2
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Before his foe Sir Henry stoodH2
The hemp is grown and my word made goodH2
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And the cutlass clanged with a hissing whirY
On the lashing blade of the rapierY
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Hawk roared and charged like a maddened buckI2
As the cobra strikes Sir Henry struckI2
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Pouring his life in a single thrustJ2
And the cutlass shivered to sparks and dustJ2
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Sir Henry stood on the blood stained deckJ
And set his foot on his foe's neckJ
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Then from the hatch where the rent decks slopeK2
Where the dead roll and the wounded gropeK2
He dragged the serpent of the ropeK2
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The sky was blue and the sea was stillL2
The waves lapped softly hill on hillL2
And between one wave and another waveP
The doomed man's cries were little and shrillL2
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The sea was blue and the sky was calmM2
The air dripped with a golden balmM2
Like a wind blown fruit between sea and sunD2
A black thing writhed at a yard armN2
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Slowly then and awesomelyO2
The ship sank and the gallows treeO2
And there was nought between sea and sunD2
Nought but the sun and the sky and the seaO2
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But down by the marsh where the fever breedsB
Only the water chuckles and pleadsB
For the hemp clings fast to a dead man's throatP2
And blind Fate gathers back her seedsB

Stephen Vincent Benet



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