S. I. W. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIIHJKKJLMLNOONPQQR STTU SVWXY SSXR VRI will to the King | A |
And offer him consolation in his trouble | B |
For that man there has set his teeth to die | C |
And being one that hates obedience | D |
Discipline and orderliness of life | E |
I cannot mourn him | F |
W B Yeats | G |
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Patting goodbye doubtless they told the lad | H |
He'd always show the Hun a brave man's face | I |
Father would sooner him dead than in disgrace | I |
Was proud to see him going aye and glad | H |
Perhaps his Mother whimpered how she'd fret | J |
Until he got a nice safe wound to nurse | K |
Sisters would wish girls too could shoot charge curse | K |
Brothers would send his favourite cigarette | J |
Each week month after month they wrote the same | L |
Thinking him sheltered in some Y M Hut | M |
Where once an hour a bullet missed its aim | L |
And misses teased the hunger of his brain | N |
His eyes grew old with wincing and his hand | O |
Reckless with ague Courage leaked as sand | O |
From the best sandbags after years of rain | N |
But never leave wound fever trench foot shock | P |
Untrapped the wretch And death seemed still withheld | Q |
For torture of lying machinally shelled | Q |
At the pleasure of this world's Powers who'd run amok | R |
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He'd seen men shoot their hands on night patrol | S |
Their people never knew Yet they were vile | T |
Death sooner than dishonour that's the style | T |
So Father said | U |
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One dawn our wire patrol | S |
Carried him This time Death had not missed | V |
We could do nothing but wipe his bleeding cough | W |
Could it be accident Rifles go off | X |
Not sniped No Later they found the English ball | Y |
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It was the reasoned crisis of his soul | S |
Against the fires that would not burn him whole | S |
But kept him for death's perjury and scoff | X |
And life's half promising and both their riling | R |
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With him they buried the muzzle his teeth had kissed | V |
And truthfully wrote the Mother Tim died smiling | R |
Wilfred Owen
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