The Wreck Of The Steamer London Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'Twas in the year of and on a very beautiful dayA
That eighty two passengers with spirits light and gayA
Left Gravesend harbour and sailed gaily awayA
On board the steamship LondonB
Bound for the city of MelbourneC
Which unfortunately was her last runB
Because she was wrecked on the stormy mainD
Which has caused many a heart to throb with painD
Because they will ne'er look upon their lost ones againE
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'Twas on the th of January they anchored at the NoreF
The weather was charming the like was seldom seen beforeF
Especially the next morning as they came in sightG
Of the charming and beautiful Isle of WightG
But the wind it blew a terrific gale towards nightG
Which caused the passengers' hearts to shake with frightG
And caused many of them to sigh and mournH
And whisper to themselves We will ne'er see MelbourneC
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Amongst the passengers was Gustavus V BrookeI
Who was to be seen walking on the poopJ
Also clergymen and bankers and magistrates alsoK
All chatting merrily together in the cabin belowK
And also wealthy families returning to their dear native landL
And accomplished young ladies most lovely and grandL
All in the beauty and bloom of their prideM
And some with their husbands sitting close by their sideM
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'Twas all on a sudden the storm did ariseN
Which took the captain and passengers all by surpriseN
Because they had just sat down to their teaO
When the ship began to roll with the heaving of the seaO
And shipped a deal of water which came down on their headsP
Which wet their clothes and also their bedsP
And caused a fearful scene of consternationB
And amongst the ladies great tribulationB
And made them cry out Lord save us from being drownedQ
And for a few minutes the silence was profoundQ
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Then the passengers began to run to and froK
With buckets to bale out the water between decks belowK
And Gustavus Brooke quickly leapt from his bedR
In his Garibaldi jacket and drawers without fear or dreadR
And rushed to the pump and wrought with might and mainD
But alas all their struggling was in vainD
For the water fast did on them gainD
But he enacted a tragic part until the lastS
And sank exhausted when all succour was pastS
While the big billows did lash her o'erF
And the Storm fiend did laugh and roarF
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Oh Heaven it must have really beenT
A most harrowing and pitiful sceneU
To hear mothers and their children loudly screamingV
And to see the tears adown their pale faces streamingV
And to see a clergyman engaged in prayerF
Imploring God their lives to spareF
Whilst the cries of the women and children did rend the airF
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Then the captain cried Lower down the small boatsW
And see if either of them sinks or floatsW
Then the small boats were launched on the stormy waveX
And each one tried hard his life to saveX
From a merciless watery graveX
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A beautiful young lady did madly cry and raveX
Five hundred sovereigns my life to saveX
But she was by the sailors plainly toldY
For to keep her filthy goldY
Because they were afraid to overload the boatZ
Therefore she might either sink or floatZ
Then she cast her eyes to Heaven and cried Lord save meO
Then went down with the ship to the bottom of the seaO
Along with Gustavus Brooke who was wont to fill our hearts with gleeO
While performing Shakespearian tragedyO
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And out of eighty two passengers only twenty were savedA2
And that twenty survivors most heroically behavedA2
For three stormy days and stormy nights they were tossed to and froK
On the raging billows with their hearts full of woeK
Alas poor souls not knowing where to goK
Until at last they all agreed to steer for the southB2
And they chanced to meet an Italian barque bound for FalmouthC2
And they were all rescued from a watery graveX
And they thanked God and Captain Cavassa who did their lives saveX

William Topaz Mcgonagall



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