The Soul-s Mutiny Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDED FGFGGHGH IJKJJLJM NONOOPOP QRQRRSRS RDRDDTDT UVUWWXWW ORORRYRY WZWZZQZQ| I saw a galley passing to the West | A |
| Its silken sails aglow as if with blood | B |
| When the red sun dropped down into his nest | A |
| And hurled his level spears across the flood | B |
| And at its prow a mighty woman stood | C |
| With braided locks of blackest ebony | D |
| While from the thick fringed eyes her haughty mood | E |
| Flashed forth in all disdainful majesty | D |
| - | |
| For she was tall and vestured like a queen | F |
| And from her shoulders in imperial fold | G |
| A strip d tunic wrought of black and green | F |
| With strange device of dragons manifold | G |
| Fell to her waist and rippled o'er with gold | G |
| Where caught up in a girdle loosely bound | H |
| Then freely down in potent masses rolled | G |
| And clung about her feet and clasped the ground | H |
| - | |
| And ever and anon with gracious smile | I |
| Lighting the royal sculpture of her face | J |
| She gave commands And each his joyful toil | K |
| Plied at her word and with redoubled grace | J |
| Bent to his oar and working still in place | J |
| Did all her bidding And the ship moved on | L |
| As one which wagered in a mighty race | J |
| Sailed surely to the front and surely won | M |
| - | |
| And next I saw a slender child who seemed | N |
| Sprung from the river god's unearthly dew | O |
| And in his face the light of wisdom gleamed | N |
| And round about in flashing circles flew | O |
| And he arose and whispered to the few | O |
| Who sat beside him and to each in turn | P |
| He told his counsel thus to all the crew | O |
| In honied words which I had wished to learn | P |
| - | |
| And at his voice each rower dropped his oar | Q |
| And the sail flapped unguided on the mast | R |
| And discord rose the while upon the shore | Q |
| Drifted the galley down the current fast | R |
| And she who stood upon the prow had cast | R |
| Her angry words upon the storm in vain | S |
| Though her deep tones came pealing down the blast | R |
| As though the heavens should be rent in twain | S |
| - | |
| And then I marked her when she first espied | R |
| The fair child which had made this harm to be | D |
| There was great wonder mingled with her pride | R |
| That one so tenderly designed as he | D |
| Should dare dispute with her old mastery | D |
| And yet nor anger nor proud looks might quell | T |
| The fearless eyes which smiled out mutiny | D |
| Till her own heart seemed stricken with the spell | T |
| - | |
| With wonderment fast quickening to dismay | U |
| And a dull rage which smouldered 'neath her brows | V |
| And then rage wonder pride did fade away | U |
| Before the cruel thought which lastly rose | W |
| From out her mad heart with colossal throes | W |
| A thought so heavy black that I did guess | X |
| It came full freighted with the immortal woes | W |
| Of an old god dethroned and heavenless | W |
| - | |
| For sudden with a shout her arms she threw | O |
| High o'er her head a torch in either hand | R |
| And round the ship the flames triumphant flew | O |
| The shrivelling sails fell low while still she fanned | R |
| With tempest voice the leaping fire which spanned | R |
| The sinking galley with an arch of flame | Y |
| I heard her thunder forth her last command | R |
| And bid the traitors perish in their shame | Y |
| - | |
| The ship went down and a sad cry arose | W |
| Stifled with smoke and rushing waters in | Z |
| The silent stream as heedless of men's woes | W |
| Went on its way as they had never been | Z |
| The brave ship rots upon the ooze I ween | Z |
| And naked limbs lie stark upon the shore | Q |
| Long ripples lap that angry hearted queen | Z |
| And wash those mutinous eyes for evermore | Q |
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
About The Soul-s Mutiny
The Soul-s Mutiny is a poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.
Write your comment about The Soul-s Mutiny poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Best Poems of Wilfrid Scawen Blunt