The Aged Stranger Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB ABDB EBFB GBHB IJFB HBKB GBEB LBMBI was with Grant the stranger said | A |
Said the farmer Say no more | B |
But rest thee here at my cottage porch | C |
For thy feet are weary and sore | B |
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I was with Grant the stranger said | A |
Said the farmer Nay no more | B |
I prithee sit at my frugal board | D |
And eat of my humble store | B |
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How fares my boy my soldier boy | E |
Of the old Ninth Army Corps | B |
I warrant he bore him gallantly | F |
In the smoke and the battle's roar | B |
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I know him not said the aged man | G |
And as I remarked before | B |
I was with Grant Nay nay I know | H |
Said the farmer say no more | B |
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He fell in battle I see alas | I |
Thou'dst smooth these tidings o'er | J |
Nay speak the truth whatever it be | F |
Though it rend my bosom's core | B |
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How fell he With his face to the foe | H |
Upholding the flag he bore | B |
Oh say not that my boy disgraced | K |
The uniform that he wore | B |
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I cannot tell said the aged man | G |
And should have remarked before | B |
That I was with Grant in Illinois | E |
Some three years before the war | B |
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Then the farmer spake him never a word | L |
But beat with his fist full sore | B |
That aged man who had worked for Grant | M |
Some three years before the war | B |
Bret Harte (francis)
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