The Dying Veteran Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCBCB DEFGHIDI HJCJHBHB KLCLFHCH BBBBCMNM CODOFNHN HFCFPOCO CHHHKNQN| All day long the crash of cannon | A |
| Shook the battle covered plain | B |
| All day long the frenzied foemen | B |
| Dashed against our lines in vain | B |
| All the field was piled with slaughter | C |
| Now the lurid setting sun | B |
| Saw our foes in wild disorder | C |
| And the bloody day was won | B |
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| Foremost on our line of battle | D |
| All day long a veteran stood | E |
| Stalwart brawny grim and steady | F |
| Black with powder smeared with blood | G |
| Never flinched and never faltered | H |
| In the deadliest storm of lead | I |
| And before his steady rifle | D |
| Lay a score of foemen dead | I |
| - | |
| Never flinched and never faltered | H |
| Till our shout of victory rose | J |
| Till he saw defeat disaster | C |
| Overwhelmed our flying foes | J |
| Then he trembled then he tottered | H |
| Gasped for breath and dropped his gun | B |
| Staggered from the ranks and prostrate | H |
| Fell to the earth His work was done | B |
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| Silent comrades gathered round him | K |
| And his Captain sadly came | L |
| Bathed his quivering lips with water | C |
| Took his hand and spoke his name | L |
| And his fellow soldiers softly | F |
| On his knapsack laid his head | H |
| Then his eyes were lit with luster | C |
| And he raised his hand and said | H |
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| Good bye comrades farewell Captain | B |
| I am glad the day is won | B |
| I am mustered out I reckon | B |
| Never mind my part is done | B |
| We have marched and fought together | C |
| Till you seem like brothers all | M |
| But I hope again to meet you | N |
| At the final bugle call | M |
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| Captain write and tell my mother | C |
| That she must not mourn and cry | O |
| For I never flinched in battle | D |
| And I do not fear to die | O |
| You may add a word for Mary | F |
| Tell her I was ever true | N |
| Mary took a miff one Sunday | H |
| And so I put on the blue | N |
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| And I know she has repented | H |
| But I never let her see | F |
| How it cut her crusty answer | C |
| When she turned away from me | F |
| I was never good at coaxing | P |
| So I didn't even try | O |
| But you tell her I forgive her | C |
| And she must not mourn and cry | O |
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| Then he closed his eyes in slumber | C |
| And his spirit passed away | H |
| And his comrades spread a blanket | H |
| O'er his cold and silent clay | H |
| At dawn of morn they buried him | K |
| Wrapped in his army blue | N |
| On the bloody field of Fair Oaks | Q |
| Sleeps the soldier tried and true | N |
Hanford Lennox Gordon
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