The Fyghtynge Seventh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB ACDC EFBF GHIH GAJA AGFG| It is the gallant Seventh | A |
| It fyghteth faste and free | B |
| God wot the where it fyghteth | A |
| I ne desyre to be | B |
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| The Gonfalon it flyeth | A |
| Seeming a Flayme in Sky | C |
| The Bugel loud yblowen is | D |
| Which sayeth Doe and dye | C |
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| And O good Saints defende us | E |
| Agaynst the Woes of Warr | F |
| Drawn Tongues are flashing deadly | B |
| To smyte the Foeman sore | F |
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| With divers kinds of Riddance | G |
| The smoaking Earth is wet | H |
| And all aflowe to seaward goe | I |
| The Torrents wide of Sweat | H |
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| The Thunder of the Captens | G |
| And eke the Shouting mayketh | A |
| Such horrid Din the Soule within | J |
| The boddy of me quayketh | A |
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| Who fyghteth the bold Seventh | A |
| What haughty Power defyes | G |
| Their Colonel 'tis they drubben sore | F |
| And dammen too his Eyes | G |
Ambrose Bierce
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