The Volunteer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEDE FAAFGHGH

Here lies a clerk who half his life had spentA
Toiling at ledgers in a city greyB
Thinking that so his days would drift awayB
With no lance broken in life s tournamentC
Yet ever twixt the books and his bright eyesD
The gleaming eagles of the legions cameE
And horsemen charging under phantom skiesD
Went thundering past beneath the oriflammeE
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And now those waiting dreams are satisfiedF
From twilight to the halls of dawn he wentA
His lance is broken but he lies contentA
With that high hour in which he lived and diedF
And falling thus he wants no recompenseG
Who found his battle in the last resortH
Nor needs he any hearse to bear him henceG
Who goes to join the men of AgincourtH

Herbert Asquith



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