Victory Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDC EFEF GHGH II A JKJK LMLM NONO PP A AQJQRSRT UVUV WW X YZYZ KIKI A2B2A2B2 XX X A2WA2W A2C2D2C2 XIXI E2 X F2G2F2G2 XKXK EIEI I X A2H2A2H2 I2EI2E UJ2UJ2 III | A |
Before those golden altar lights we stood | B |
Each one of us remembering his own dead | C |
A more than earthly beauty seemed to brood | D |
On that hushed throng and bless each bending head | C |
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Beautiful on that gold the deep sea blue | E |
Of those young seamen ranked on either side | F |
Blent with the khaki while the silence grew | E |
Deep as for wings Oh deep as England's pride | F |
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Beautiful on that gold two banners rose | G |
Two flags that told how Freedom's realm was made | H |
One fair with stars of hope and one that shows | G |
The glorious cross of England's long crusade | H |
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Two flags now joined till that high will be done | I |
Which sent them forth to make the whole world one | I |
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II | A |
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There were no signs of joy that eyes could see | J |
Our hearts were all three thousand miles away | K |
There were no trumpets blown for victory | J |
A million dead were calling us that day | K |
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And eyes grew blind at times but grief was deep | L |
Deeper than any foes or friends have known | M |
For Oh my country's lips are locked to keep | L |
Her bitterest loss her own and all her own | M |
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Only the music told what else was dumb | N |
The funeral march to which our pulses beat | O |
For all our dead went by to a muffled drum | N |
We heard the tread of all those phantom feet | O |
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Yes There was victory Deep in every soul | P |
We heard them marching to their unseen goal | P |
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III | A |
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There once again we saw the Cross go by | A |
The Cross that fell with all those glorious towers | Q |
Burnt black in France or mocked on Calvary | J |
Till in one night the crosses rose like flowers | Q |
Legions of small white crosses mile on mile | R |
Pencilled with names that had outfought all pain | S |
Where every shell torn acre seems to smile | R |
Who shall destroy the cross that rose again | T |
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Out of the world's Walpurgis where hope perished | U |
Where all the forms of faith in ruin fell | V |
Where every sign of heaven that earth had cherished | U |
Shrivelled among the lava floods of hell | V |
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The eternal Cross that conquers might with right | W |
Rose like a star to lead us through the night | W |
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IV | X |
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How shall the world remember Men forget | Y |
Our dead are all too many even for Fame | Z |
Man's justice kneels to kings and pays no debt | Y |
To those who never courted her acclaim | Z |
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Cheat not your heart with promises to pay | K |
For gifts beyond all price so freely given | I |
Where is the heart so rich that it can say | K |
To those who mourn 'I will restore your heaven' | I |
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But these with their own hands laid up their treasure | A2 |
Where never an emperor can break in and steal | B2 |
Treasure for those that loved them past all measure | A2 |
In those high griefs that earth can never heal | B2 |
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Proud griefs that walk on earth yet gaze above | X |
Knowing that sorrow is but remembered love | X |
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V | X |
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Love that still holds us with immortal power | A2 |
Yet cannot lift us to His realm of light | W |
Love that still shows us heaven for one brief hour | A2 |
Only to daunt the heart with that sheer height | W |
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Love that is made of loveliness entire | A2 |
In form and thought and act and still must shame us | C2 |
Because we ever acknowledge and aspire | D2 |
And yet let slip the shining hands that claim us | C2 |
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O if this Love might cloak with rags His glory | X |
Laugh eat and drink and dwell with suffering men | I |
Sit with us at our hearth and hear our story | X |
This world we thought might be transfigured then | I |
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'But Oh ' Love answered with swift human tears | E2 |
'All these things have I done these many years ' | - |
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VI | X |
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'This day ' Love said 'if ye will hear my voice | F2 |
I mount and sing with birds in all your skies | G2 |
I am the soul that calls you to rejoice | F2 |
And every wayside flower is my disguise | G2 |
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'Look closely Are the wings too wide for pity | X |
Look closely Do these tender hues betray | K |
How often have I sought my Holy City | X |
How often have ye turned your hearts away | K |
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'Is there not healing in the beauty I bring you | E |
Am I not whispering in green leaves and rain | I |
Singing in all that woods and seas can sing you | E |
Look once on Love and earth is heaven again | I |
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'O did your Spring but once a century waken | I |
The heaven of heavens for this would be forsaken ' | - |
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VII | X |
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There's but one gift that all our dead desire | A2 |
One gift that men can give and that's a dream | H2 |
Unless we too can burn with that same fire | A2 |
Of sacrifice die to the things that seem | H2 |
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Die to the little hatreds die to greed | I2 |
Die to the old ignoble selves we knew | E |
Die to the base contempts of sect and creed | I2 |
And rise again like these with souls as true | E |
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Nay since these died before their task was finished | U |
Attempt new heights bring even their dreams to birth | J2 |
Build us that better world Oh not diminished | U |
By one true splendor that they planned on earth | J2 |
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And that's not done by sword or tongue or pen | I |
There's but one way God make us better men | I |
Alfred Noyes
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