The Last Redoubt Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFG HHII JJKK LLMM FFNN GG O AAPP QRSS TTUU VVW XXS YYZ NNMMKacelyevo's slope still felt | A |
The cannon's bolt and the rifles' pelt | A |
For a last redoubt up the hill remained | B |
By the Russ yet held by the Turk not gained | B |
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Mehemet Ali stroked his beard | C |
His lips were clinched and his look was weird | C |
Round him were ranks of his ragged folk | D |
Their faces blackened with blood and smoke | D |
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Clear me the Muscovite out '' he cried | E |
Then the name of Allah '' resounded wide | E |
And the rifles were clutched and the bayonets lowered | F |
And on to the last redoubt they poured | G |
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One fell and a second quickly stopped | H |
The gap that he left when he reeled and dropped | H |
The second a third straight filled his place | I |
The third and a fourth kept up the race | I |
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Many a fez in the mud was crushed | J |
Many a throat that cheered was hushed | J |
Many a heart that sought the crest | K |
Found Allah's throne and a houri's breast | K |
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Over their corpses the living sprang | L |
And the ridge with their musket rattle rang | L |
Till the faces that lined the last redoubt | M |
Could see their faces and hear their shout | M |
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In the redoubt a fair form towered | F |
That cheered up the brave and chid the coward | F |
Brandishing blade with a gallant air | N |
His head erect and his temples bare | N |
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Fly they are on us '' his men implored | G |
But he waved them on with his waving sword | G |
It cannot be held 'tis no shame to go '' | - |
But he stood with his face set hard to the foe | O |
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Then clung they about him and tugged and knelt | A |
He drew a pistol out from his belt | A |
And fired it blank at the first that set | P |
Foot on the edge of the parapet | P |
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Over that first one toppled but on | Q |
Clambered the rest till their bayonets shone | R |
As hurriedly fled his men dismayed | S |
Not a bayonet's length from the length of his blade | S |
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Yield '' But aloft his steel he flashed | T |
And down on their steel it ringing clashed | T |
Then back he reeled with a bladeless hilt | U |
His honour full but his life blood spilt | U |
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Mehemet Ali came and saw | V |
The riddled breast and the tender jaw | V |
Make him a bier of your arms '' he said | W |
And daintily bury this dainty dead '' | - |
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They lifted him up from the dabbled ground | X |
His limbs were shapely and soft and round | X |
No down on his lip on his cheek no shade | S |
Bismillah '' they cried 'tis an Infidel maid '' | - |
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Dig her a grave where she stood and fell | Y |
'Gainst the jackal's scratch and the vulture's smell | Y |
Did the Muscovite men like their maidens fight | Z |
In their lines we had scarcely supped to night '' | - |
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So a deeper trench 'mong the trenches there | N |
Was dug for the form as brave as fair | N |
And none till the Judgment trump and shout | M |
Shall drive her out of the Last Redoubt | M |
Alfred Austin
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