A Strange City Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKBLAMNDOPQ RSTUSAVWXYZA2B2C2D2E 2E2F2G2E2WE2 RH2E2MI2J2SK2L2M2G2E 2N2O2P2Q2R2S2K2T2E2A U2E2E2E2E2E2V2E2W2X2 Y2E2CZ2A3B3E2PC3D3 U2E3E2E2RE2G2S2E2E2E 2F3G3E2E2H3I3BJ3K3SF 2L3M3T2N3E2E2O3I2A wondrous city that had temples there | A |
More rich than that one built by David's son | B |
Which called forth Ophir's gold when Israel | C |
Made Lebanon half naked for her sake | D |
I saw white towers where so called traitors died | E |
True men whose tongues were bells to honest hearts | F |
And rang out boldly in false monarch's ears | G |
Saw old black gateways on whose arches crouched | H |
Stone lions with their bodies gnawed by age | I |
I looked with awe on iron gates that could | J |
Tell bloody stones if they had our tongues | K |
I saw tall mounted spires shine in the sun | B |
That stood amidst their army of low streets | L |
I saw in buildings pictures statues rare | A |
Made in those days when Rome was young and new | M |
In marble quarried from Carrara's hills | N |
Statues by sculptors that could almost make | D |
Fine cobwebs out of stone so light they worked | O |
Pictures that breathe in us a living soul | P |
Such as we seldom feel come from that life | Q |
The artist copies Many a lovely sight | R |
Such as the half sunk barge with bales of hay | S |
Or sparkling coals employed my wondering eyes | T |
I saw old Thames whose ripples swarmed with stars | U |
Bred by the sun on that fine summer's day | S |
I saw in fancy fowl and green banks there | A |
And Liza's barge rowed past a thousand swans | V |
I walked in parks and heard sweet music cry | W |
In solemn courtyards midst the men at arms | X |
Which suddenly would leap those stony walls | Y |
And spring up with loud laughter into trees | Z |
I walked in busy streets where music oft | A2 |
Went on the march with men and ofttimes heard | B2 |
The organ in cathedral when the boys | C2 |
Like nightingales sang in that thunderstorm | D2 |
The organ with its rich and solemn tones | E2 |
As near a God's voice as a man conceives | E2 |
Nor ever dreamt the silent misery | F2 |
That solemn organ brought to homeless men | G2 |
I heard the drums and soft brass instruments | E2 |
Led by the silver cornets clear and high | W |
Whose sounds turned playing children into stones | E2 |
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I saw at night the City's lights shine bright | R |
A greater milky way how in its spell | H2 |
It fascinated with ten thousand eyes | E2 |
Like those sweet wiles of an enchantress who | M |
Would still detain her knight gone cold in love | I2 |
It was an iceberg with long arms unseen | J2 |
That felt the deep for vessels far away | S |
All things seemed strange I stared like any child | K2 |
That pores on some old face and sees a world | L2 |
Which its familiar granddad and his dame | M2 |
Hid with their love and laughter until then | G2 |
My feet had not yet felt the cruel rocks | E2 |
Beneath the pleasant moss I seemed to tread | N2 |
But soon my ears grew weary of that din | O2 |
My eyes grew tired of all that flesh and stone | P2 |
And as a snail that crawls on a smooth stalk | Q2 |
Will reach the end and find a sharpened thorn | R2 |
So did I reach the cruel end at last | S2 |
I saw the starving mother and her child | K2 |
Who feared that Death would surely end its sleep | T2 |
And cursed the wolf of Hunger with her moans | E2 |
And yet methought when first I entered there | A |
Into that city with my wondering mind | U2 |
How marvellous its many sights and sounds | E2 |
The traffic with its sound of heavy seas | E2 |
That have and would again unseat the rocks | E2 |
How common then seemed Nature's hills and fields | E2 |
Compared with these high domes and even streets | E2 |
And churches with white towers and bodies black | V2 |
The traffic's sound was music to my ears | E2 |
A sound of where the white waves hour by hour | W2 |
Attack a reef of coral rising yet | X2 |
Or where a mighty warship in a fog | Y2 |
Steams into a large fleet of little boats | E2 |
Aye and that fog was strange and wonderful | C |
That made men blind and grope their way at noon | Z2 |
I saw that City with fierce human surge | A3 |
With millions of dark waves that still spread out | B3 |
To swallow more of their green boundaries | E2 |
Then came a day that noise so stirred my soul | P |
I called them hellish sounds and thought red war | C3 |
Was better far than peace in such a town | D3 |
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To hear that din all day sometimes my mind | U2 |
Went crazed and it seemed strange as I were lost | E3 |
In some vast forest full of chattering apes | E2 |
How sick I grew to hear that lasting noise | E2 |
And all those people forced across my sight | R |
Knowing the acres of green fields and woods | E2 |
That in some country parts outnumbered men | G2 |
In half an hour ten thousand men I passed | S2 |
More than nine thousand should have been green trees | E2 |
There on a summer's day I saw such crowds | E2 |
That where there was no man man's shadow was | E2 |
Millions all cramped together in one hive | F3 |
Storing methought more bitter stuff than sweet | G3 |
The air was foul and stale from their green homes | E2 |
Young blood had brought its fresh and rosy cheeks | E2 |
Which soon turned colour like blue streams in flood | H3 |
Aye solitude black solitude indeed | I3 |
To meet a million souls and know not one | B |
This world must soon grow stale to one compelled | J3 |
To look all day at faces strange and cold | K3 |
Oft full of smoke that town its summer's day | S |
Was darker than a summer's night at sea | F2 |
Poison was there and still men rushed for it | L3 |
Like cows for acorns that have made them sick | M3 |
That town was rich and old man's flesh was cheap | T2 |
But common earth was dear to buy one foot | N3 |
If I must be fenced in then let my fence | E2 |
Be some green hedgerow under its green sprays | E2 |
That shake suspended let me walk in joy | O3 |
As I do now in these dear months I love | I2 |
William Henry Davies
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