From The Twelve Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCD EECE FCCF F CCCC CGCH ICIC JKJL MNON CPCP QFQR SSCTCMFCFCC| III | A |
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| The lads have all gone to the wars | B |
| to serve in the Red Guard | C |
| to serve in the Red Guard | C |
| and risk their hot heads for the cause | D |
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| Hell and damnation | E |
| life is such fun | E |
| with a ragged greatcoat | C |
| and a Jerry gun | E |
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| To smoke the nobs out of their holes | F |
| we ll light a fire through all the world | C |
| a bloody fire through all the world | C |
| Lord bless our souls | F |
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| XII | F |
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| On they march with sovereign tread | C |
| Who else goes there Come out I said | C |
| come out It is the wind and the red | C |
| flag plunging gaily at their head | C |
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| The frozen snow drift looms in front | C |
| Who s in the drift Come out Come here | G |
| There s only the homeless mongrel runt | C |
| limping wretchedly in the rear | H |
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| You mangy beast out of the way | I |
| before you taste my bayonet | C |
| Old mongrel world clear off I say | I |
| I ll have your hide to sole my boot | C |
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| The shivering cur the mongrel cur | J |
| bares his teeth like a hungry wolf | K |
| droops his tail but does not stir | J |
| Hey answer you there show yourself | L |
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| Who s that waving the red flag | M |
| Try and see It s as dark as the tomb | N |
| Who s that moving at a jog | O |
| trot keeping to the back street gloom | N |
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| Don t you worry I ll catch you yet | C |
| better surrender to me alive | P |
| Come out comrade or you ll regret | C |
| it we ll fire when I ve counted five | P |
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| Crack crack crack But only the echo | Q |
| answers from among the eaves | F |
| The blizzard splits his seams the snow | Q |
| laughs wildly up the wirlwind s sleeve | R |
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| Crack crack crack | S |
| Crack crack crack | S |
| So they march with sovereign tread | C |
| Behind them limps the hungry dog | T |
| and wrapped in wild snow at their head | C |
| carrying a blood red flag | M |
| soft footed where the blizzard swirls | F |
| invulnerable where bullets crossed | C |
| crowned with a crown of snowflake pearls | F |
| a flowery diadem of frost | C |
| ahead of them goes Jesus Christ | C |
Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
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