Only A Private Killed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDADEFEF GCGCAHIH JKAKLCMC NONOAPAP LNINCQCQ RSBSTDAD PABAMDUD VWVWADAD AXWXADADThe soldier was Louis Mitchell of Co st Minn Vols | A |
killed in a skirmish near Ball's Bluff October | B |
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We've had a brush the Captain said | C |
And Rebel blood we've spilled | D |
We came off victors with the loss | A |
Of only a private killed | D |
Ah said the orderly it was hot | E |
Then he breathed a heavy breath | F |
Poor fellow he was badly shot | E |
Then bayoneted to death | F |
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And now was hushed the martial din | G |
The saucy foe had fled | C |
They brought the private's body in | G |
I went to see the dead | C |
For I could not think our Rebel foes | A |
So valiant in the van | H |
So boastful of their chivalry | I |
Could kill a wounded man | H |
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A musket ball had pierced his thigh | J |
A frightful crushing wound | K |
And then with savage bayonets | A |
They pinned him to the ground | K |
One deadly thrust drove through the heart | L |
Another through the head | C |
Three times they stabbed his pulseless breast | M |
When he lay cold and dead | C |
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His hair was matted with his gore | N |
His hands were clinched with might | O |
As if he still his musket bore | N |
So firmly in the fight | O |
He had grasped the foemen's bayonets | A |
Their murderous thrusts to fend | P |
They raised the coat cape from his face | A |
And lo it was my friend | P |
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Think what a shudder chilled my heart | L |
'Twas but the day before | N |
We laughed together merrily | I |
As we talked of days of yore | N |
How happy we shall be he said | C |
When the war is o'er and when | Q |
With victory's song and victory's tread | C |
We all march home again | Q |
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Ah little he dreamed that soldier brave | R |
So near his journey's goal | S |
How soon a heavenly messenger | B |
Would claim his Christian soul | S |
But he fell like a hero fighting | T |
And hearts with grief are filled | D |
And honor is his tho' the Captain says | A |
Only a private killed | D |
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I knew him well he was my friend | P |
He loved our land and laws | A |
And he fell a blessed martyr | B |
To our Country's holy cause | A |
And I know a cottage in the West | M |
Where eyes with tears are filled | D |
As they read the careless telegram | U |
Only a private killed | D |
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Comrades bury him under the oak | V |
Wrapped in his army blue | W |
He is done with the battle's din and smoke | V |
With drill and the proud review | W |
And the time will come ere long perchance | A |
When our blood will thus be spilled | D |
And what care we if the Captain say | A |
Only a private killed | D |
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For the glorious Old Flag beckons | A |
We have pledged her heart and hand | X |
And we'll brave even death to rescue | W |
Our dear old Fatherland | X |
We ask not praise nor honors | A |
Then as each grave is filled | D |
What care we if the Captain say | A |
Only a private killed | D |
Hanford Lennox Gordon
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