Beranger's My Last Song Perhaps Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFAF GHIHCFJF FKLKMFNF HOOOPOQO NOROOOHO

JANUARYA
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When to despoil my native FranceB
With flaming torch and cruel swordC
And boisterous drums her foeman comesD
I curse him and his vandal hordeC
Yet what avail accrues to herE
If we assume the garb of woeF
Let's merry be in laughter weA
May rescue somewhat from the foeF
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Ah many a brave man trembles nowG
I coward show no sign of fearH
When Bacchus sends his blessing friendsI
I drown my panic in his cheerH
Come gather round my humble boardC
And let the sparkling wassail flowF
Chuckling to think the while you drinkJ
This much we rescue from the foeF
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My creditors beset me soF
And so environed my abodeK
That I agreed despite my needL
To settle up the debts I owedK
When suddenly there came the newsM
Of this invasion as you knowF
I'll pay no score pray lend me moreN
I I will keep it from the foeF
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Now here's my mistress pretty dearH
Feigns terror at this martial noiseO
And yet methinks the artful minxO
Would like to meet those soldier boysO
I tell her that they're coarse and rudeP
Yet feel she don't believe 'em soO
Well never mind so she be kindQ
That much I rescue from the foeO
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If brothers hope shall have in storeN
For us and ours no friendly glanceO
Let's rather die than raise a cryR
Of welcome to the foes of FranceO
But like the swan that dying singsO
Let us O Frenchmen singing goO
Then shall our cheer when death is nearH
Be so much rescued from the foeO

Eugene Field



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