Oh! He's Nothing But A Soldier Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGAHEGBHBAIHI JKLKAMNMOPHPAQCQAPGP APGPCRSRTUFUPVGVJWXA PYZAAA2TA2CYPB2TUC2U GPD2PAYPYCPCPAUAUPEU E2AF2PF2PPJPAPPPPPCP AG2CG2PH2PH2GYPYPCGC GYI2J2K2G2CG2AL2PL2G WVPGPTPAM2OM2'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But he's coming here tonight | B |
For I saw him pass this morning | C |
With his uniform so bright | B |
He was coming in from picket | D |
Whilst he sung a sweet refrain | E |
And he kissed his hand at some one | F |
Peeping through the window pane | E |
Ah he rode no dashing charger | G |
'With a black and flowing mane ' | A |
But his bayonet glistened brightly | H |
As the sun lit up the plain | E |
No waving plume or feather | G |
Flashed its crimson in the light | B |
He belonged to the Light Infantry | H |
And he came to war to fight | B |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
His trust is in his sword | I |
To carve his way to glory | H |
Through the servile Yankee horde | I |
No pompous pageant heralds him | J |
No sycophants attend | K |
In his belt you see his body guard | L |
His tried and trusty friend | K |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
And a stranger in our land | M |
His home is in the sunny South | N |
By the blue Gulf's golden strand | M |
But I wish I knew his people | O |
Some little of his past | P |
For father's always telling me | H |
About our 'social caste' | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But his eyes are very fine | Q |
And I sometimes think when passing | C |
They are piercing into mine | Q |
Pshaw 'He's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
Come let me be discreet | P |
But really for a soldier | G |
His toilet's very neat | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But last night he came to tea | P |
What an interesting soldier | G |
But then he's rather free | P |
'Twas two o'clock this morning | C |
Before he took his leave | R |
He has my ring the fellow | S |
But what's the use to grieve | R |
He has been again to see us | T |
The 'gentleman' in grey | U |
He calls to see us often | F |
Our house is on his way | U |
At times he sadly seeks the shade | P |
Of yonder grove of trees | V |
I watched him once this soldier | G |
I saw him on his knees | V |
One day last week I asked him | J |
To tell me of his home | W |
He answered pointing to his camp | X |
'Where'er these brave ones roam ' | A |
I asked him once to tell me | P |
Of his mother sister dear | Y |
A funeral cortege passed along | Z |
Said he 'You have them here ' | A |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But this I know right well | A2 |
He has a heart of softness | T |
Where tender virtues dwell | A2 |
For once when we were talking | C |
And no one else was near | Y |
I saw him very plainly | P |
Try to hide a startling tear | B2 |
We are speaking of Manassas | T |
Of that first great bloody day | U |
When a handful of our 'bra'e ones' | C2 |
Held the Yankee hosts at bay | U |
'Twas here he lost his aged sire | G |
While fighting by his side | P |
He sleeps beneath the crimson turf | D2 |
Where roil'd that bloody tide | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But within that eye so clear | Y |
There lurks no craven spirit | P |
No timid glance of fear | Y |
For though at pity's pleading | C |
It can melt with tender light | P |
I've seen it flash like lightning | C |
Across the brow of night | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
Such as pass us every day | U |
He calls them 'Ragged Devils ' | A |
But you know that's just his way | U |
But there is one thing very funny | P |
One thing I can't explain | E |
That when this soldier goes away | U |
I wish him back again | E2 |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
And a stranger yet to fame | F2 |
But they tell me in the army | P |
That the 'Boys' all know his name | F2 |
The Yankees too have heard it | P |
They dread his battle shout | P |
They have no wish to meet him | J |
This dreaded Southern scout | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
Yet you'd call his features good | P |
That cut he got at West Point | P |
While fighting under Hood | P |
He has a halting in his gait | P |
A trifle in the knee | P |
He brought it back from Sharpsburg | C |
Where he went with General Lee | P |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But his triumphs are not few | G2 |
He has seen our glorious battle flag | C |
In all its trials through | G2 |
At Seven Pines he followed it | P |
On the heights at Gaines' Mill | H2 |
At Williamsburg at West Point | P |
In the smoke of Malvern Hill | H2 |
Oh he's nothing but a soldier | G |
But then its very queer | Y |
I feel somehow when absent | P |
I'd rather have him near | Y |
He's gone to meet the foeman | P |
To stay his bloody track | C |
O Heaven shield the soldier | G |
O God let him come back | C |
He is back again this soldier | G |
With his eyes so deep and clear | Y |
And his voice like falling waters | I2 |
Maketh music to my ear | J2 |
One empty coat sleeve dangles | K2 |
Where once a stout arm grew | G2 |
But this soldier says in hugging | C |
He has no use for two | G2 |
'Oh he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
And I know that on his form | L2 |
He bears the scars of conflict | P |
And of many a battle storm | L2 |
But I wouldn't give this soldier | G |
In his simple humble home | W |
For all your perfumed monkeys | V |
That strut about the town | P |
He is back again this soldier | G |
He is sitting by my side | P |
Tomorrow ho for Texas | T |
With his young Virginia bride | P |
True 'he's nothing but a soldier ' | A |
But I'm now his loving wife | M2 |
Pledged through good report or evil | O |
To dwell with him through life | M2 |
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