Marthy Virginia's Hand Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGEHIJI FKFKLMNMOMPQDQ ARSRCTUTVTWXVX YZA2A2SB2C2B2SB2SD2O D2 E2A2FA2F2A2FA2G2A2A2 A2FA2

There on the left said the colonel the battleA
had shuddered and faded awayB
Wraith of a fiery enchantment that left onlyC
ashes and blood sprinkled clayB
Ride to the left and examine that ridge whereD
the enemy's sharpshooters stoodE
Lord how they picked off our men from theF
treacherous vantage ground of the woodE
But for their bullets I'll bet my batteries sentG
them something as goodE
Go and explore and report to me then and tellH
me how many we killedI
Never a wink shall I sleep till I know our vengeanceJ
was duly fulfilledI
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Fiercely the orderly rode down the slope of theF
corn field scarred and forlornK
Rutted by violent wheels and scathed by theF
shot that had plowed it in scornK
Fiercely and burning with wrath for the sightL
of his comrades crushed at a blowM
Flung in broken shapes on the ground likeN
ruined memorials of woeM
These were the men whom at daybreak he knewO
but never again could knowM
Thence to the ridge where roots outthrust andP
twisted branches of treesQ
Clutched the hill like clawing lions firm theirD
prey to seizeQ
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What's your report and the grim colonelA
smiled when the orderly came back at lastR
Strangely the soldier paused Well they wereS
punished And strange his face aghastR
Yes our fire told on them knocked over fiftyC
laid out in line of paradeT
Brave fellows colonel to stay as they did ButU
one I 'most wish had n't stayedT
Mortally wounded he'd torn off his knapsackV
and then at the end he prayedT
Easy to see by his hands that were claspedW
and the dull dead fingers yet heldX
This little letter his wife's from the knapsackV
A pity those woods were shelledX
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Silent the orderly watching with tears in his eyesY
as his officer scannedZ
Four short pages of writing What's this aboutA2
'Marthy Virginia's hand'A2
Swift from his honeymoon he the dead soldierS
had gone from his bride to the strifeB2
Never they met again but she had written himC2
telling of that new lifeB2
Born in the daughter that bound her still closerS
and closer to him as his wifeB2
Laying her baby's hand down on the letterS
around it she traced a rude lineD2
If you would kiss the baby she wrote youO
must kiss this outline of mineD2
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There was the shape of the hand on the pageE2
with the small chubby fingers outspreadA2
Marthy Virginia's hand for her pa so theF
words on the little palm saidA2
Never a wink slept the colonel that night forF2
the vengeance so blindly fulfilledA2
Never again woke the old battle glow when theF
bullets their death note shrilledA2
Long ago ended the struggle in union ofG2
brotherhood happily stilledA2
Yet from that field of Antietam in warning andA2
token of love's commandA2
See there is lifted the hand of a baby MarthyF
Virginia's handA2

George Parsons Lathrop



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