The Englishman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DBE EBF GBH ICF JBK LBM NBOB PBLB EBQB RSMS TUVU FWEX YBEB GCBC CHBH ZBA2 EBB2B

I met a sailor in the woodsA
A silver ring wore heB
His hair hung black his eyes shone blueC
And thus he said to meB
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'What country say of this round earthD
What shore of what salt seaB
Be this my son I wander inE
And looks so strange to me '-
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Says I 'O foreign sailormanE
In England now you beB
This is her wood and this her skyF
And that her roaring sea '-
-
He lifts his voice yet louderG
'What smell be this ' says heB
'My nose on the sharp morning airH
Snuffs up so greedily '-
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Says I 'It is wild rosesI
Do smell so winsomelyC
And winy briar too ' says IF
'That in these thickets be '-
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'And oh ' says he 'what leetle birdJ
Is singing in yon high treeB
So every shrill and long drawn noteK
Like bubbles breaks in me '-
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Says I 'It is the mavisL
That perches in the treeB
And sings so shrill and sings so sweetM
When dawn comes up the sea '-
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At which he fell a musingN
And fixed his eye on meB
As one alone 'twixt light and darkO
A spirit thinks to seeB
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'England ' he whispers soft and harshP
'England ' repeated heB
'And briar and rose and mavisL
A singing in yon high treeB
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'Ye speak me true my leetle sonE
So so it came to meB
A drifting landwards on a sparQ
And grey dawn on the seaB
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'Ay ay I could not be mistookR
I knew them leafy treesS
I knew that land so witcherie sweetM
And that old noise of seasS
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'Though here I've sailed a score of yearsT
And heard 'em dream or wakeU
Lap small and hollow 'gainst my cheekV
On sand and coral breakU
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' Yet now my leetle son says IF
A drifting on the waveW
That land I see so safe and greenE
Is England I believeX
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' And that there wood is English woodY
And this here cruel seaB
The selfsame old blue oceanE
Years gone remembers meB
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A sitting with my bread and butterG
Down ahind yon chitterin' millC
And this same Marinere that's meB
Is that same leetle WillC
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That very same wee leetle WillC
Eating his bread and butter thereH
A looking on the broad blue seaB
Betwixt his yaller hairH
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'And here be I my son throwed upZ
Like corpses from the seaB
Ships stars winds tempests pirates pastA2
Yet leetle Will I be '-
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He said no more that sailormanE
But in a reverieB
Stared like the figure of a shipB2
With painted eyes to seaB

Walter De La Mare



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