Easy Service Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGDGD HIHIJEJE KLKLMNMN OPOPQBQB

When an empty sleeve or a sightless eyeA
Or a legless form I seeB
I breathe my thanks to my God on HighA
For His watchful care o'er meB
And I say to myself as the cripple goesC
Half stumbling on his wayD
I may brag and boast but that brother knowsC
Why the old flag floats to dayD
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I think as I sit in my cozy denE
Puffing one of my many pipesF
That I've served with all of my fellow menE
The glorious Stars and StripesF
Then I see a troop in the faded blueG
And a few in the dusty grayD
And I have to laugh at the deeds I doG
For the flag that floats to dayD
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I see men tangled in pointed wireH
The sport of the blazing sunI
Mangled and maimed by a leaden fireH
As the tides of battle runI
And I fancy I hear their piteous callsJ
For merciful death and thenE
The cannons cease and the darkness fallsJ
And those fluttering things are menE
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Out there in the night they beg for deathK
Yet the Reaper spurns their criesL
And it seems his jest to leave them breathK
For their pitiful pleas and sighsL
And I am here in my cosy roomM
In touch with the joys of lifeN
I am miles away from the fields of doomM
And the gory scenes of strifeN
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I never have vainly called for aidO
Nor suffered real pangs of thirstP
I have marched with life in its best paradeO
And never have seen its worstP
In the flowers of ease I have ever baskedQ
And I think as the Flag I seeB
How much of service from some it's askedQ
How little of toil from meB

Edgar Albert Guest



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