The Bards, To The Soldiers Of Caractacus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCC DDEEFGG CCHHIII JJKLCCC DDMN OOO CCCCCCC HHPPCCHHH QQO RRR SSTTUUCCC| VALIANT sons of freedom's land | A |
| Ardent firm devoted band | A |
| Rise at honor's thrilling call | B |
| Warriors arm shall Britain fall | B |
| Rush battle steed | C |
| Bleed soldiers bleed | C |
| For Britain's throne for glory's meed | C |
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| Heroes to the combat fly | D |
| Proud to struggle blest to die | D |
| Go should death your efforts crown | E |
| Mount the pinions of renown | E |
| Go tell our sires | F |
| Their daring fires | G |
| Glow in our lofty souls till life expires | G |
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| Tell them ne'er shall Britain yield | C |
| Whilst a hand the sword can wield | C |
| Tell them we the strife maintain | H |
| Tell them we defy the chain | H |
| In heart the same | I |
| In patriot flame | I |
| We emulate their brightest fame | I |
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| Shades of sainted chiefs be near | J |
| Frown on Albion's lifted spear | J |
| Point the falchion guide the car | K |
| Flaming through the ranks of war | L |
| Rise on the field | C |
| With sword and shield | C |
| To British eyes in forms of light reveal'd | C |
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| Spark of freedom blaze on high | D |
| Wilt thou quiver shalt thou die | D |
| Never never holy fire | M |
| Mount irradiate beam aspire | N |
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| Our foes consume | O |
| Our swords illume | O |
| And chase the dark horizon's gloom | O |
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| Shall the Roman arms invade | C |
| Mona's dark and hallow'd shade | C |
| By the dread mysterious wand | C |
| Waving in the Druid's hand | C |
| By ev'ry rite | C |
| Of Mona's night | C |
| Arm warriors arm in sacred cause unite | C |
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| Honor while thy bands disdain | H |
| Slav'ry's dark debasing chain | H |
| Britain while thy sons are free | P |
| Dauntless faithful firm for thee | P |
| Mona while at thy command | C |
| Ardent bold sublime they stand | C |
| Proud foes in vain | H |
| Prepare the chain | H |
| For Albion unsubdu'd shall reign | H |
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| Lo we see a flame divine | Q |
| Blaze o'er Mona's awful shrine | Q |
| Lo we hear a voice proclaim | O |
| 'Albion thine immortal fame ' | - |
| Arise ye brave | R |
| To bleed to save | R |
| Tho' proud in pomp yon Roman eagles wave | R |
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| C sar come in ten fold mail | S |
| Will thine arms like ours avail | S |
| C sar let thy falchions blaze | T |
| Will they dim fair Freedom's rays | T |
| C sar boast thy wide control | U |
| Canst thou chain th' aspiring soul | U |
| What steel can bind | C |
| The soaring mind | C |
| Free as the light the wave the wind | C |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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