King Bibler's Army Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFGE HIHIJDE KLMLNEGE GONOPEGE QRNRDEGE| It was ten years ago when the belle of the village | A |
| Gave here her hand to the young millionaire | B |
| Every toungue even those of the bells in the steeple | C |
| Saying Joy to the Heav'n blest pair | B |
| She was sweet as the rosebud that blooms in the valley | D |
| He was manly and noble and brave | E |
| Tell me where are they now | F |
| In the sad eyed procession | G |
| Marching down down down to the grave | E |
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| Hark hark a pageant passes | H |
| tramp tramp tramp tramp | I |
| I hear the tread of moving masses | H |
| tramp tramp tramp tramp | I |
| O Heaven save our young men | J |
| 'tis King Bibler's Army | D |
| Marching down down down to the grave | E |
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| At the head of the boat are the dashing lieutenants | K |
| Who entice young recruits into line | L |
| Arm in arm three abreast they keep step with the music | M |
| Bearing goblets of blood red wine | L |
| In the rear by and by we shall see them together | N |
| As they stagger along on the pave | E |
| With their wives and their children a rag robed procession | G |
| Marching down down down to the grave | E |
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| From the front to the rear is the rule of promotion | G |
| In the army King Bibler commands | O |
| And the pension is pov'rty disease and dishonor | N |
| With a forfeit of home and lands | O |
| So the friend that was treated to cordials and juleps | P |
| Will be treated at last like a slave | E |
| As he fags at the end of the chaingang procession | G |
| Marching down down down to the grave | E |
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| Would you fill up the ranks let your town send its quota | Q |
| Seventy thousand recruits must be found | R |
| For the gravediggers reckon they bury that number | N |
| Every year in the cold cold ground | R |
| Yet the rest hobble on and the colors they carry | D |
| Though in tatters triumphantly wave | E |
| For they vanquish themselves in this madman's procession | G |
| Marching down down down to the grave | E |
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