The Avenue Of The Allies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BA CCDDEFGGHHIHJJAA KA LLLLMMLLNNJJOOCCCC CC PPPPLLLLCCPPQQEECCPP RRPPCCCCSSAA BA PPTTUUVVAAPPCCKKPPWW PW

This is the song of the wind as it cameA
Tossing the flags of the nations to flameA
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I am the breath of God I am His laughterB
I am His Liberty That is my nameA
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So it descended at night on the cityC
So it went lavishing beauty and pityC
Lighting the lordliest street of the worldD
With half of the banners that earth has unfurledD
Over the lamps that are brighter than starsE
Laughing aloud on its way to the warsF
Proud as America sweeping alongG
Death and destruction like notes in a songG
Leaping to battle as man to his mateH
Joyous as God when he moved to createH
Never was voice of a nation so gloriousI
Glad of its cause and afire with its fateH
Never did eagle on mightier pinionJ
Tower to the height of a brighter dominionJ
Kindling the hope of the prophets to flameA
Calling aloud on the deep as it cameA
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Cleave me a way for an army with bannersK
I am His Liberty That is my nameA
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Know you the meaning of all they are doingL
Know you the light that their soul is pursuingL
Know you the might of the world they are makingL
This nation of nations whose heart is awakingL
What is this mingling of peoples and racesM
Look at the wonder and joy in their facesM
Look how the folds of the union are spreadingL
Look for the nations are come to their weddingL
How shall the folk of our tongue be afraid of itN
England was born of it England was made of itN
Made of this welding of tribes into oneJ
This marriage of pilgrims that followed the sunJ
Briton and Roman and Saxon were drawnO
By winds of this Pentecost out of the dawnO
Westward to make her one people of manyC
But here is a union more mighty than anyC
Know you the soul of this deep exultationC
Know you the word that goes forth to this nationC
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I am the breath of God I am His LibertyC
Let there be light over all His creationC
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Over this Continent wholly unitedP
They that were foemen in Europe are plightedP
Here in a league that our blindness and prideP
Doubted and flouted and mocked and deniedP
Dawns the Republic the laughing giganticL
Europe united beyond the AtlanticL
That is America speaking one tongueL
Acting her epics before they are sungL
Driving her rails from the palms to the snowC
Through States that are greater than Emperors knowC
Forty eight States that are empires in mightP
But ruled by the will of one people tonightP
Nerved as one body with net works of steelQ
Merging their strength in the one CommonwealQ
Brooking no poverty mocking at MarsE
Building their cities to talk with the starsE
Thriving increasing by myriads againC
Till even in numbers old Europe may waneC
How shall a son of the England they foughtP
Fail to declare the full pride of his thoughtP
Stand with the scoffers who year after yearR
Bring the Republic their half hidden sneerR
Now as in beauty she stands at our sideP
Who shall withhold the full gift of his prideP
Not the great England who knows that her sonC
Washington fought her and Liberty wonC
England whose names like the stars in their stationC
Stand at the foot of that world's DeclarationC
Washington Livingston Langdon she claims themS
It is her right to be proud when she names themS
Proud of that voice in the night as it cameA
Tossing the flags of the nations to flameA
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I am the breath of God I am His laughterB
I am His Liberty That is my nameA
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Flags in themselves are but rags that are dyedP
Flags in that wind are like nations enskiedP
See how they grapple the night as it rollsT
And trample it under like triumphing soulsT
Over the city that never knew sleepU
Look at the riotous folds as they leapU
Thousands of tri colors laughing for FranceV
Ripple and whisper and thunder and danceV
Thousands of flags for Great Britain aflameA
Answer their sisters in Liberty's nameA
Belgium is burning in pride overheadP
Poland is near and her sunrise is redP
Under and over and fluttering betweenC
Italy burgeons in red white and greenC
See how they climb like adventurous flowersK
Over the tops of the terrible towersK
There in the darkness the glories are matedP
There in the darkness a world is createdP
There in this Pentecost streaming on highW
There with a glory of stars in the skyW
There the broad flag of our union and libertyP
Rides the proud night wind and tyrannies dieW

Alfred Noyes



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