The Burial Of Sir John Moore After Corunna Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDE FGFG HIHI HIHI JGKG LELE MNON

Not a drum was heard not a funeral noteA
As his corse to the rampart we hurriedB
Not a soldier discharged his farewell shotC
O'er the grave where our hero we buriedB
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We buried him darkly at dead of nightD
The sods with our bayonets turningE
By the struggling moonbeam's misty lightD
And the lanthorn dimly burningE
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No useless coffin enclosed his breastF
Not in sheet or in shroud we wound himG
But he lay like a warrior taking his restF
With his martial cloak around himG
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Few and short were the prayers we saidH
And we spoke not a word of sorrowI
But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was deadH
And we bitterly thought of the morrowI
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We thought as we hollow'd his narrow bedH
And smooth'd down his lonely pillowI
That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his headH
And we far away on the billowI
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Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that 's goneJ
And o'er his cold ashes upbraid himG
But little he'll reck if they let him sleep onK
In the grave where a Briton has laid himG
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But half of our heavy task was doneL
When the clock struck the hour for retiringE
And we heard the distant and random gunL
That the foe was sullenly firingE
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Slowly and sadly we laid him downM
From the field of his fame fresh and goryN
We carved not a line and we raised not a stoneO
But we left him alone with his gloryN

Charles Wolfe



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