An Epistle: (to N.a.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFEFGG HHIIIJJKLKKLMMNNOOPI PIJJQQJJRSCC TTUUNNJJ VVWWJJW JJHHXXBBXYZYZXXTPTPJ J AA| So into Cornwall you go down | A |
| And leave me loitering here in town | A |
| For me the ebb of London's wave | B |
| Not ocean thunder in Cornish cave | B |
| My friends save only one or two | C |
| Gone to the glistening marge like you | C |
| The opera season with blare and din | D |
| Dying sublime in Lohengrin | D |
| Houses darkened whose blinded panes | E |
| All thoughts save of the dead preclude | F |
| The parks a puddle of tropic rains | E |
| Clubland a pensive solitude | F |
| For me now you and yours are flown | G |
| The fellowship of books alone | G |
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| For you the snaky wave upflung | H |
| With writhing head and hissing tongue | H |
| The weed whose tangled fibres tell | I |
| Of some inviolate deep sea dell | I |
| The faultless secret chambered shell | I |
| Whose sound is an epitome | J |
| Of all the utterance of the sea | J |
| Great basking twinkling wastes of brine | K |
| Far clouds of gulls that wheel and swerve | L |
| In unanimity divine | K |
| With undulation serpentine | K |
| And wondrous consentaneous curve | L |
| Flashing in sudden silver sheen | M |
| Then melting on the sky line keen | M |
| The world forgotten coves that seem | N |
| Lapt in some magic old sea dream | N |
| Where shivering off the milk white foam | O |
| Lost airs wander seeking home | O |
| And into clefts and caverns peep | P |
| Fissures paven with powdered shell | I |
| Recesses of primeval sleep | P |
| Tranced with an immemorial spell | I |
| The granite fangs eternally | J |
| Rending the blanch'd lips of the sea | J |
| The breaker clutching land then hurled | Q |
| Back on its own tormented world | Q |
| The mountainous upthunderings | J |
| The glorious energy of things | J |
| The power the joy the cosmic thrill | R |
| Earth's ecstasy made visible | S |
| World rapture old as Night and new | C |
| As sunrise this all this for you | C |
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| So by Atlantic breezes fanned | T |
| You roam the limits of the land | T |
| And I in London's world abide | U |
| Poor flotsam on the human tide | U |
| Nay rather isled amid the stream | N |
| Watching the flood and half in dream | N |
| Guessing the sources whence it rose | J |
| And musing to what Deep it flows | J |
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| For still the ancient riddles mar | V |
| Our joy in man in leaf in star | V |
| The Whence and Whither give no rest | W |
| The Wherefore is a hopeless quest | W |
| And the dull wight who never thinks | J |
| Who chancing on the sleeping Sphinx | J |
| Passes unchallenged fares the best | W |
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| But ill it suits this random verse | J |
| The high enigmas to rehearse | J |
| And touch with desultory tongue | H |
| Secrets no man from Night hath wrung | H |
| We ponder question doubt and pray | X |
| The Deep to answer Yea or Nay | X |
| And what does the engirdling wave | B |
| The undivulging yield us save | B |
| Aspersion of bewildering spray | X |
| We do but dally on the beach | Y |
| Writing our little thoughts full large | Z |
| While Ocean with imperious speech | Y |
| Derides us trifling by the marge | Z |
| Nay we are children who all day | X |
| Beside the unknown waters play | X |
| And dig with small toy spade the sand | T |
| Thinking our trenches wondrous deep | P |
| Till twilight falls and hand in hand | T |
| Nurse takes us home well tired to sleep | P |
| Sleep and forget our toys and be | J |
| Lulled by the great unsleeping sea | J |
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| Enough to Cornwall you go down | A |
| And I tag rhymes in London town | A |
William Watson
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