And So To-day Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHI JKLMNOLLLPALGLLGQ RL STLLU ABCDE VLLE TWXYZWA2LLA2 AB2PLA2E A2C2A2C2A2 LTD2D2 E2LF2G2OA2 AH2SI2OL LLLLLJ2A2K2A2 C2L2LM2C2Q SN2O2SD2 B2A2F2P2B2Q2 RR2 LXLS2OT2LM2Q U2P2 V2L2W2CLX2 CCVF2B2L CCLLLG2 LYL LLL LLCL LLYCLY2LYAL Z2YLLGLC2LM2LY| And so to day they lay him away | A |
| the boy nobody knows the name of | B |
| the buck private the unknown soldier | C |
| the doughboy who dug under and died | D |
| when they told him to that's him | E |
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| Down Pennsylvania Avenue to day the riders go | F |
| men and boys riding horses roses in their teeth | G |
| stems of roses rose leaf stalks rose dark leaves | H |
| the line of the green ends in a red rose flash | I |
| - | |
| Skeleton men and boys riding skeleton horses | J |
| the rib bones shine the rib bones curve | K |
| shine with savage elegant curves | L |
| a jawbone runs with a long white slant | M |
| a skull dome runs with a long white arch | N |
| bone triangles click and rattle | O |
| elbows ankles white line slants | L |
| shining in the sun past the White House | L |
| past the Treasury Building Army and Navy Buildings | L |
| on to the mystic white Capitol Dome | P |
| so they go down Pennsylvania Avenue to day | A |
| skeleton men and boys riding skeleton horses | L |
| stems of roses in their teeth | G |
| rose dark leaves at their white jaw slants | L |
| and a horse laugh question nickers and whinnies | L |
| moans with a whistle out of horse head teeth | G |
| why who where | Q |
| - | |
| 'The big fish eat the little fish | R |
| the little fish eat the shrimps | L |
| and the shrimps eat mud ' | - |
| said a cadaverous man with a black umbrella | S |
| spotted with white polka dots with a missing | T |
| ear with a missing foot and arms | L |
| with a missing sheath of muscles | L |
| singing to the silver sashes of the sun | U |
| - | |
| And so to day they lay him away | A |
| the boy nobody knows the name of | B |
| the buck private the unknown soldier | C |
| the doughboy who dug under and died | D |
| when they told him to that's him | E |
| - | |
| If he picked himself and said 'I am ready to die ' | - |
| if he gave his name and said 'My country take me ' | - |
| then the baskets of roses to day are for the Boy | V |
| the flowers the songs the steamboat whistles | L |
| the proclamations of the honorable orators | L |
| they are all for the Boy that's him | E |
| - | |
| If the government of the Republic picked him saying | T |
| 'You are wanted your country takes you' | W |
| if the Republic put a stethoscope to his heart | X |
| and looked at his teeth and tested his eyes and said | Y |
| 'You are a citizen of the Republic and a sound | Z |
| animal in all parts and functions the Republic takes you' | W |
| then to day the baskets of flowers are all for the Republic | A2 |
| the roses the songs the steamboat whistles | L |
| the proclamations of the honorable orators | L |
| they are all for the Republic | A2 |
| - | |
| And so to day they lay him away | A |
| and an understanding goes his long sleep shall be | B2 |
| under arms and arches near the Capitol Dome | P |
| there is an authorization he shall have tomb companions | L |
| the martyred presidents of the Republic | A2 |
| the buck private the unknown soldier that's him | E |
| - | |
| The man who was war commander of the armies of the Republic | A2 |
| rides down Pennsylvania Avenue | C2 |
| The man who is peace commander of the armies of the Republic | A2 |
| rides down Pennsylvania Avenue | C2 |
| for the sake of the Boy for the sake of the Republic | A2 |
| - | |
| And the hoofs of the skeleton horses | L |
| all drum soft on the asphalt footing | T |
| so soft is the drumming so soft the roll call | D2 |
| of the grinning sergeants calling the roll call | D2 |
| so soft is it all a camera man murmurs 'Moonshine ' | - |
| - | |
| Look who salutes the coffin | E2 |
| lays a wreath of remembrance | L |
| on the box where a buck private | F2 |
| sleeps a clean dry sleep at last | G2 |
| look it is the highest ranking general | O |
| of the officers of the armies of the Republic | A2 |
| - | |
| Among pigeon corners of the Congressional Library they | A |
| file documents quietly casually all in a day's work | H2 |
| this human document the buck private nobody knows the | S |
| name of they file away in granite and steel with music | I2 |
| and roses salutes proclamations of the honorable | O |
| orators | L |
| - | |
| Across the country between two ocean shore lines | L |
| where cities cling to rail and water routes | L |
| there people and horses stop in their foot tracks | L |
| cars and wagons stop in their wheel tracks | L |
| faces at street crossings shine with a silence | L |
| of eggs laid in a row on a pantry shelf | J2 |
| among the ways and paths of the flow of the Republic | A2 |
| faces come to a standstill sixty clockticks count | K2 |
| in the name of the Boy in the name of the Republic | A2 |
| - | |
| A million faces a thousand miles from Pennsylvania Avenue | C2 |
| stay frozen with a look a clocktick a moment | L2 |
| skeleton riders on skeleton horses the nickering high horse | L |
| laugh | M2 |
| the whinny and the howl up Pennsylvania Avenue | C2 |
| who why where | Q |
| - | |
| So people far from the asphalt footing of Pennsylvania | S |
| Avenue look wonder mumble the riding white jaw | N2 |
| phantoms ride hi eeee hi eeee hi yi hi yi hi eeee | O2 |
| the proclamations of the honorable orators mix with the | S |
| top sergeants whistling the roll call | D2 |
| - | |
| If when the clockticks counted sixty | B2 |
| when the heartbeats of the Republic | A2 |
| came to a stop for a minute | F2 |
| if the Boy had happened to sit up | P2 |
| happening to sit up as Lazarus sat up in the story | B2 |
| then the first shivering language to drip off his mouth | Q2 |
| might have come as 'Thank God ' or 'Am I dreaming ' | - |
| or 'What the hell' or 'When do we eat ' | - |
| or 'Kill 'em kill 'em the ' | - |
| or 'Was that a rat ran over my face ' | - |
| or 'For Christ's sake gimme water gimme water ' | - |
| or 'Blub blub bloo bloo ' | - |
| or any bubbles of shell shock gibberish | R |
| from the gashes of No Man's Land | R2 |
| - | |
| Maybe some buddy knows | L |
| some sister mother sweetheart | X |
| maybe some girl who sat with him once | L |
| when a two horn silver moon | S2 |
| slid on the peak of a house roof gable | O |
| and promises lived in the air of the night | T2 |
| when the air was filled with promises | L |
| when any little slip shoe lovey | M2 |
| could pick a promise out of the air | Q |
| - | |
| 'Feed it to 'em | U2 |
| they lap it up | P2 |
| bull bull bull ' | - |
| Said a movie news reel camera man | V2 |
| Said a Washington newspaper correspondent | L2 |
| Said a baggage handler lugging a trunk | W2 |
| Said a two a day vaudeville juggler | C |
| Said a hanky pank selling jumping jacks | L |
| 'Hokum they lap it up ' said the bunch | X2 |
| - | |
| And a tall scar face ball player | C |
| Played out as a ball player | C |
| Made a speech of his own for the hero boy | V |
| Sent an earful of his own to the dead buck private | F2 |
| 'It's all safe now buddy | B2 |
| Safe when you say yes | L |
| Safe for the yes men ' | - |
| - | |
| He was a tall scar face battler | C |
| With his face in a newspaper | C |
| Reading want ads reading jokes | L |
| Reading love murder politics | L |
| Jumping from jokes back to the want ads | L |
| Reading the want ads first and last | G2 |
| The letters of the word JOB 'J O B ' | - |
| Burnt like a shot of bootleg booze | L |
| In the bones of his head | Y |
| In the wish of his scar face eyes | L |
| - | |
| The honorable orators | L |
| Always the honorable orators | L |
| Buttoning the buttons on their prinz alberts | L |
| Pronouncing the syllables 'sac ri fice ' | - |
| Juggling those bitter salt soaked syllables | L |
| Do they ever gag with hot ashes in their mouths | L |
| Do their tongues ever shrivel with a pain of fire | C |
| Across those simple syllables 'sac ri fice' | L |
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| There was one orator people far off saw | L |
| He had on a gunnysack shirt over his bones | L |
| And he lifted an elbow socket over his head | Y |
| And he lifted a skinny signal finger | C |
| And he had nothing to say nothing easy | L |
| He mentioned ten million men mentioned them as having gone west | Y2 |
| mentioned them as shoving up the daisies | L |
| We could write it all on a postage stamp what he said | Y |
| He said it and quit and faded away | A |
| A gunnysack shirt on his bones | L |
| - | |
| Stars of the night sky | Z2 |
| did you see that phantom fadeout | Y |
| did you see those phantom riders | L |
| skeleton riders on skeleton horses | L |
| stems of roses in their teeth | G |
| rose leaves red on white jaw slants | L |
| grinning along on Pennsylvania Avenue | C2 |
| the top sergeants calling roll calls | L |
| did their horses nicker a horse laugh | M2 |
| did the ghosts of the boney battalions | L |
| move out and on up the Pot | Y |
Carl Sandburg
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