Apologia Pro Poemate Meo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCCC CDCD DEDE FGFG FGFG HIHI CJCJ KLKL C| I too saw God through mud | A |
| The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled | B |
| War brought more glory to their eyes than blood | A |
| And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child | B |
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| Merry it was to laugh there | C |
| Where death becomes absurd and life absurder | C |
| For power was on us as we slashed bones bare | C |
| Not to feel sickness or remorse of murder | C |
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| I too have dropped off fear | C |
| Behind the barrage dead as my platoon | D |
| And sailed my spirit surging light and clear | C |
| Past the entanglement where hopes lay strewn | D |
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| And witnessed exultation | D |
| Faces that used to curse me scowl for scowl | E |
| Shine and lift up with passion of oblation | D |
| Seraphic for an hour though they were foul | E |
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| I have made fellowships | F |
| Untold of happy lovers in old song | G |
| For love is not the binding of fair lips | F |
| With the soft silk of eyes that look and long | G |
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| By Joy whose ribbon slips | F |
| But wound with war's hard wire whose stakes are strong | G |
| Bound with the bandage of the arm that drips | F |
| Knit in the welding of the rifle thong | G |
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| I have perceived much beauty | H |
| In the hoarse oaths that kept our courage straight | I |
| Heard music in the silentness of duty | H |
| Found peace where shell storms spouted reddest spate | I |
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| Nevertheless except you share | C |
| With them in hell the sorrowful dark of hell | J |
| Whose world is but the trembling of a flare | C |
| And heaven but as the highway for a shell | J |
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| You shall not hear their mirth | K |
| You shall not come to think them well content | L |
| By any jest of mine These men are worth | K |
| Your tears You are not worth their merriment | L |
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| November | C |
Wilfred Owen
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