Perryville Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEE FFGGHIJJ KKHHLLJJ MMNNJJJJ OFought October th | A |
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Here on this spot where Nature now with chilling icy breath | B |
Has mantled in a robe of white the field of strife and death | B |
We view in memory once again the awful scenes where met | C |
In serried ranks the Blue and Gray and tears the lashes wet | C |
For those who fell that dreadful day are mingled with the dust | D |
And often here the plow upturns a bayonet red with rust | D |
A sad memento of the time when passion held full sway | E |
Reminder to the rustic swain of fratricidal fray | E |
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From yonder hill the shotted guns in dreadful chorus rang | F |
And on this plain was heard that day the glittering sabre's clang | F |
And in that vale where wound the brook with waters murmuring | G |
We stood and heard the Minie balls their deadly message sing | G |
And saw the life blood gushing red from stricken comrade near | H |
Whose gentle voice his loved ones then no more should ever hear | I |
His blue eyes close his bosom heave his pulse forever still | J |
A sacrifice to cause held dear on the field of Perryville | J |
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And the swiftly circling years can ne'er erase | K |
From Memory's tablets or from Nature's face | K |
One spot of all the rest we're standing near | H |
By fiercely battling hosts the prize held dear | H |
The old spring's waters still are gurgling from the rock | L |
Where famished soldiers knelt grim Death himself to mock | L |
Here on that day in ghastly heaps they lay | J |
Commingling with the Blue the men that wore the Gray | J |
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And now the virgin snow has covered o'er the sod | M |
Where once in fierce array contending armies trod | M |
The wintry wind makes mournful music through the trees | N |
Where then the clash of arms was floating on the breeze | N |
And deep toned guns belched forth the screaming shell | J |
Like fiendish messengers of Death let loose from hell | J |
Now Nature's peaceful emblem spread o'er glade and hill | J |
Enwraps beneath its folds the bloody field of Perryville | J |
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December | O |
George W. Doneghy
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