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The Compass, With Variations.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The Needles have sometimes been fatal to Mariners	A
Picture of Isle of Wight	B
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One close of day 'twas in the Bay	C
Of Naples bay of glory	D
While light was hanging crowns of gold	E
On mountains high and hoary	D
A gallant bark got under weigh	C
And with her sails my story	D
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For Leghorn she was bound direct	F
With wine and oil for cargo	G
Her crew of men some nine or ten	H
The captain's name was Jago	G
A good and gallant bark she was	I
La Donna call'd del Lago	G
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Bronzed mariners were hers to view	J
With brown cheeks clear or muddy	D
Dark shining eyes and coal black hair	K
Meet heads for painter's study	D
But midst their tan there stood one man	L
Whose cheek was fair and ruddy	D
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IV	J
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His brow was high a loftier brow	M
Ne'er shone in song or sonnet	N
His hair a little scant and when	H
He doff'd his cap or bonnet	O
One saw that Grey had gone beyond	P
A premiership upon it	N
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V	J
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His eye a passenger was he	J
The cabin he had hired it	N
His eye was gray and when he look'd	Q
Around the prospect fired it	N
A fine poetic light as if	J
The Appe Nine inspir'd it	N
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VI	J
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His frame was stout in height about	R
Six feet well made and portly	J
Of dress and manner just to give	J
A sketch but very shortly	J
His order seem'd a composite	O
Of rustic with the courtly	J
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VII	J
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He ate and quaff'd and joked and laughed	S
And chatted with the seamen	T
And often task'd their skill and ask'd	U
What weather is't to be man	L
No demonstration there appeared	V
That he was any demon	T
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VIII	J
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No sort of sign there was that he	J
Could raise a stormy rumpus	I
Like Prospero make breezes blow	G
And rocks and billows thump us	I
But little we supposed what he	J
Could with the needle compass	I
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Soon came a storm the sea at first	W
Seem'd lying almost fallow	G
When lo full crash with billowy dash	X
From clouds of black and yellow	G
Came such a gale as blows but once	I
A cent'ry like the aloe	G
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X	I
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Our stomachs we had just prepared	Y
To vest a small amount in	Z
When gush a flood of brine came down	A2
The skylight quite a fountain	T
And right on end the table rear'd	V
Just like the Table Mountain	T
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XI	I
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Down rush'd the soup down gush'd the wine	B2
Each roll its r 'le repeating	C2
Roll'd down the round of beef declar'd	Y
For parting not for meating	C2
Off flew the fowls and all the game	D2
Was too far gone for eating	C2
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XII	I
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Down knife and fork down went the pork	C2
The lamb too broke its tether	E2
Down mustard went each condiment	F2
Salt pepper all together	E2
Down everything like craft that seek	C2
The Downs in stormy weather	E2
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XIII	I
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Down plunged the Lady of the Lake	C2
Her timbers seem'd to sever	E2
Down down a dreary derry down	A2
Such lurch she had gone never	E2
She almost seem'd about to take	C2
A bed of down forever	E2
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XIV	J
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Down dropt the captain's nether jaw	G2
Thus robbed of all its uses	I
He thought he saw the Evil One	T
Beside Vesuvian sluices	I
Playing at dice for soul and ship	H2
And throwing Sink and Deuces	I
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XV	J
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Down fell the steward on his face	I
To all the Saints commending	C2
And candles to the Virgin vow'd	I2
As save alls 'gain'st his ending	C2
Down fell the mate he thought his fate	J2
Checkmate was close impending	C2
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XVI	J
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Down fell the cook the cabin boy	K2
Their beads with fervor telling	C2
While Alps of surge with snowy verge	L2
Above the yards came yelling	C2
Down fell the crew and on their knees	I
Shudder'd at each white swelling	C2
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XVII	J
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Down sunk the sun of bloody hue	J
His crimson light a cleaver	E2
To each red rover of a wave	J
To eye of fancy weaver	E2
Neptune the god seemed tossing in	Z
A raging scarlet fever	E2
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XVIII	J
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Sore sore afraid each Papist pray'd	M2
To Saint aid Virgin Mary	I
But one there was that stood composed	N2
Amid the waves' vagary	I
As staunch as rock a true game cock	C2
'Mid chicks of Mother Carey	I
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XIX	I
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His ruddy cheek retained its streak	C2
No danger seem'd to shrink him	O2
His step still bold of mortal mould	E
The crew could hardly think him	O2
The Lady of the Lake he seem'd	P2
To know could never sink him	O2
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XX	I
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Relaxed at last the furious gale	Q2
Quite out of breath with racing	C2
The boiling flood in milder mood	R2
With gentler billows chasing	C2
From stem to stern with frequent turn	S2
The Stranger took to pacing	C2
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XXI	I
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And as he walked to self he talked	T2
Some ancient ditty thrumming	C2
In undertone as not alone	U2
Now whistling and now humming	C2
You're welcome Charlie Cowdenknowes	I
Kenmure or Campbells' Coming	C2
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XXII	I
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Down went the wind down went the wave	J
Fear quitted the most finical	Q2
The Saints I wot were soon forgot	V2
And Hope was at the pinnacle	Q2
When rose on high a frightful cry	J
The Devil's in the binnacle	Q2
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XXIII	I
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The Saints be near the helmsman cried	W2
His voice with quite a falter	E2
Steady's my helm but every look	C2
The needle seems to alter	E2
God only knows where China lies	I
Jamaica or Gibraltar	E2
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XXIV	J
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The captain stared aghast at mate	J2
The pilot at th' apprentice	I
No fancy of the German Sea	I
Of Fiction the event is	I
But when they at the compass look'd	Q
It seem'd non compass mentis	I
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XXV	J
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Now north now south now east now west	X2
The wavering point was shaken	T
'Twas past the whole philosophy	J
Of Newton or of Bacon	T
Never by compass till that hour	E2
Such latitudes were taken	T
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XXVI	J
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With fearful speech each after each	Y2
Took turns in the inspection	T
They found no gun no iron none	T
To vary its direction	T
It seem'd a new magnetic case	I
Of Poles in Insurrection	T
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XXVII	J
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Farewell to wives farewell their lives	I
And all their household riches	I
Oh while they thought of girl or boy	K2
And dear domestic niches	I
All down the side which holds the heart	Z2
That needle gave them stitches	I
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XXVIII	J
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With deep amaze the Stranger gazed	A3
To see them so white livered	A3
And walked abaft the binnacle	Q2
To know at what they shivered	A3
But when he stood beside the card	A3
St Josef how it quivered	A3
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XXIX	I
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No fancy motion brain begot	A3
In eye of timid dreamer	E2
The nervous finger of a sot	A3
Ne'er showed a plainer tremor	E2
To every brain it seemed too plain	B3
There stood th' Infernal Schemer	E2
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XXX	I
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Mix'd brown and blue each visage grew	J
Just like a pullet's gizzard	A3
Meanwhile the captain's wandering wit	A3
From tacking like an izzard	A3
Bore down in this plain course at last	A3
It's Michael Scott the Wizard	A3
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A smile passed o'er the ruddy face	I
To see the poles so falter	E2
I'm puzzled friends as much as you	J
For with no fiends I palter	E2
Michael I'm not although a Scott	A3
My Christian name is Walter	E2
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XXXII	I
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Like oil it fell that name a spell	Q2
On all the fearful faction	T
The captain's head for he had read	A3
Confess'd the needle's action	T
And bow'd to Him in whom the North	C3
Has lodged its main attraction	T