Dead Joys Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCAB DEFEGHE IJKLJKJ MNONMON PBQPBRB| Moan on with thy loud changeless wail | A |
| Desolate sea | B |
| Grinding thy pebbles into thankless sand | C |
| Oh could I lash my angry heart like thee | B |
| Until it broke upon an iron land | C |
| The very rocks should tremble and turn pale | A |
| To be the witness of my agony | B |
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| Fierce wind the sob of thy dull pitiless voice | D |
| Is thick with snow | E |
| Hiss out thy tale into my ice bound ear | F |
| In sleety whispers for full well I know | E |
| That in thy wanderings thou hast seen my joys | G |
| My young joys dead in some far hemisphere | H |
| A land of blackness and colossal woe | E |
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| Naked they lay my shipwrecked mariners | I |
| Upon the shore | J |
| The low moon pointed her long fingers red | K |
| As a murderer's hand between their prison bars | L |
| In the ribbed wreck which hungry ocean tore | J |
| At the first spring tide to reclaim the dead | K |
| And hide them in his jaws for evermore | J |
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| Tell me thou silence what sad death they died | M |
| Poor castaways | N |
| What wolfish eyes were on each other there | O |
| When they had eaten all that hunger stays | N |
| And thirst no longer could be quenched with pride | M |
| Didst thou not see their teeth grow white and bare | O |
| Grinding a savage thought for many days | N |
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| Until they fell upon their own red hearts | P |
| Thou didst not see | B |
| Or Thou hadst surely had some pity God | Q |
| When they crept gnawing to the vital parts | P |
| My joys which I had nursed so tenderly | B |
| In the very cradle of my love's abode | R |
| Or art Thou pitiless as wind or sea | B |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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