George W. Doneghy

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Chickamauga Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EFGGHHII JJDDKLMM NNOOPPQQ RRSSTTDD

To Chattanooga's vale where flows the winding TennesseeA
And rugged Lookout sentinels heroic dust of sixty threeA
Where Chickamauga's gory field re echoed to the cannon's roarB
And shot and shell through serried ranks a bloody pathway toreB
And mountain slope and wood and field were lumined with the blazeC
Of musketry from Blue and Gray in those September daysC
They come again the gallant few survivors of the frayD
Their breasts with hallowed memories filled but passion passed awayD
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The fleeting years have silvered o'er the locks of those who liveE
And turned to dust the sleeping ones who to their flag did giveF
The last drop of the crimson tide from ghastly wounds poured outG
Amid the conflict's awful din and wild resounding shoutG
And yet it seems but yesterday or like a passing dreamH
When marshaled on the mountain's side they saw the bayonets gleamH
As for a moment from the vale the battle's smoke was liftedI
And circling o'er the Blue and Gray in lurid clouds it driftedI
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And now upon the blood soaked ground once more they standJ
Where the unyielding Rock of Chickamauga held commandJ
And strewed the field with heaps of the assaulting GrayD
Who dauntless rushed where lines of Blue refused to give the wayD
And bloody scenes crowd thick and fast upon the memory hereK
To fill the heart with grief and dim the eye with misty tearL
And spanning Time's chasm with the imagination's bridgeM
They hear the thunder of the guns from Missionary RidgeM
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And there the pyramid of balls is reared to tellN
And mark the hallowed spot where tuneful genius fellN
The vagrant winds around it now seem sighingO
The requiem sad of I am dying Egypt dyingO
Prophetic words by gallant LYTLE pennedP
A laurel wreath with immortelles to blendP
A halo hovers round about this gifted sonQ
Whose deathless name with pen and sword was nobly wonQ
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They come to mark with tokens of their love and prideR
Each consecrated spot where bleeding heroes fell and diedR
And gaze with reverence on some gently swelling moundS
Which hides the dust of comrade in his sleep profoundS
To picture to the mind with melancholy pleasure traceT
The unforgotten outlines of a dear remembered faceT
Which passed from loved ones and from life awayD
A victim on the bloody field of fratricidal frayD

George W. Doneghy



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