Peschiera Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBC DEED BFFB GBBG HII BBB BBB BFFB IFFI ABB| What voice did on my spirit fall | A |
| Peschiera when thy bridge I crost | B |
| ''Tis better to have fought and lost | B |
| Than never to have fought at all ' | C |
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| The tricolor a trampled rag | D |
| Lies dirt and dust the lines I track | E |
| By sentry boxes yellow black | E |
| Lead up to no Italian flag | D |
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| I see the Croat soldier stand | B |
| Upon the grass of your redoubts | F |
| The eagle with his black wings flouts | F |
| The breath and beauty of your land | B |
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| Yet not in vain although in vain | G |
| O' men of Brescia on the day | B |
| Of loss past hope I heard you say | B |
| Your welcome to the noble pain | G |
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| You say 'Since so it is good bye | H |
| Sweet life high hope but whatsoe'er | I |
| May be or must no tongue shall dare | I |
| To tell The Lombard feared to die ' | - |
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| You said there shall be answer fit | B |
| 'And if our children must obey | B |
| They must but thinking on this day | B |
| 'Twill less debase them to submit ' | - |
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| You said Oh not in vain you said | B |
| 'Haste brothers haste while yet we may | B |
| The hours ebb fast of this one day | B |
| When blood may yet be nobly shed ' | - |
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| Ah not for idle hatred not | B |
| For honour fame nor self applause | F |
| But for the glory of the cause | F |
| You did what will not be forgot | B |
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| And though the stranger stand 'tis true | I |
| By force and fortune's right he stands | F |
| By fortune which is in God's hands | F |
| And strength which yet shall spring in you | I |
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| This voice did on my spirit fall | A |
| Peschiera when thy bridge I crost | B |
| ''Tis better to have fought and lost | B |
| Than never to have fought at all ' | - |
Arthur Hugh Clough
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