The Lee Memorial Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDB AAEAFA GHIHJH AAKALA MNANAN AOAOAO APAPAP AQRQAQ AASATA U VAEAAA WOXOVO XYAYNY VAXAKA EAZACA XBABAB VAAAA2A AANAB2A U MAAAAA AAC2AA2A WCD2CAC SE2AE2F2E2 GHG2HAH AAH2AE2A MAAAI2A J2AAAMA K2L2ZL2VL2 M2AVAN2A K2XXXO2X AAP2AXA TAZAQ2A VR2AR2XR2 TS2TS2XS2 R2 XSASSS XCVCVC ASSSSS SSXSSS T2S2SS2AS2 A XSXSSS XSASXS U2V2AV2S2V2 AASAAA XSS2SAASGreat Mother of great Commonwealths | A |
Men call our Mother State | B |
And she so well has earned this name | C |
That she may challenge Fate | B |
To snatch away the epithet | D |
Long given her of great | B |
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First of all Old England's outposts | A |
To stand fast upon these shores | A |
Soon she brought a mighty harvest | E |
To a People's threshing floors | A |
And more than golden grain was piled | F |
Within her ample doors | A |
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Behind her stormy sunrise shone | G |
Her shadow fell vast and long | H |
And her mighty Adm'ral English Smith | I |
Heads a prodigous throng | H |
Of as mighty men from Raleigh down | J |
As ever arose in song | H |
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Her names are the shining arrows | A |
Which her ancient quiver bears | A |
And their splendid sheaf has thickened | K |
Through the long march of the years | A |
While her great shield has been burnished | L |
By her children's blood and tears | A |
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Yes it is true my Countrymen | M |
We are rich in names and blood | N |
And red have been the blossoms | A |
From the first Colonial bud | N |
While her names have blazed as meteors | A |
By many a field and flood | N |
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And as some flood tumultuous | A |
In sounding billows rolled | O |
Gives back the evening's glories | A |
In a wealth of blazing gold | O |
So does the present from its waves | A |
Reflect the lights of old | O |
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Our history is a shining sea | A |
Locked in by lofty land | P |
And its great Pillars of Hercules | A |
Above the shining sand | P |
I here behold in majesty | A |
Uprising on each hand | P |
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These Pillars of our history | A |
In fame forever young | Q |
Are known in every latitude | R |
And named in every tongue | Q |
And down through all the Ages | A |
Their story shall be sung | Q |
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The Father of his Country | A |
Stands above that shut in sea | A |
A glorious symbol to the world | S |
Of all that's great and free | A |
And to day Virginia matches him | T |
And matches him with Lee | A |
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II | U |
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Who shall blame the social order | V |
Which gave us men as great as these | A |
Who condemn the soil of t' forest | E |
Which bring forth gigantic trees | A |
Who presume to doubt that Providence | A |
Shapes out our destinies | A |
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Fore ordained and long maturing | W |
Came the famous men of old | O |
In the dark mines deep were driven | X |
Down the shafts to reach the gold | O |
And the story is far longer | V |
Than the histories have told | O |
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From Bacon down to Washington | X |
The generations passed | Y |
Great events and moving causes | A |
Were in serried order massed | Y |
Berkeley well was first confronted | N |
Better George the King at last | Y |
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From the time of that stern ruler | V |
To our own familiar days | A |
Long the pathway we have trodden | X |
Hard and devious were its ways | A |
Till at last there came the second | K |
Mightier Revolution's blaze | A |
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Till at last there broke the tempest | E |
Like a cyclone on the sea | A |
When the lightnings blazed and dazzled | Z |
And the thunders were set free | A |
And riding on that whirlwind came | C |
Majestic Robert Lee | A |
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Who again I ask the question | X |
Who may challenge in debate | B |
With any show of truthfulness | A |
Our former social state | B |
Which brought forth more than heroes | A |
In their lives supremely great | B |
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Not Peter the wild Crusader | V |
When bent upon his knee | A |
Not Arthur and his belted knights | A |
In the Poet's Song could be | A |
More earnest than those Southern men | A2 |
Who followed Robert Lee | A |
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They thought that they were right and this | A |
Was hammered into those | A |
Who held that crest all drenched in blood | N |
Where the Bloody Angle rose | A |
As for all else It passes by | B2 |
As the idle wind that blows | A |
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III | U |
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Then stand up oh my Countrymen | M |
And unto God give thanks | A |
On mountains and on hillsides | A |
And by sloping river banks | A |
Thank God that you were worthy | A |
Of the grand Confederate ranks | A |
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That you who came from uplands | A |
And from beside the sea | A |
Filled with love of Old Virginia | C2 |
And the teachings of the free | A |
May boast in sight of all men | A2 |
That you followed Robert Lee | A |
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Peace has come God give his blessing | W |
On the fact and on the name | C |
The South speaks no invective | D2 |
And she writes no word of blame | C |
But we call all men to witness | A |
That we stand up without shame | C |
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Nay Send it forth to all the world | S |
That we stand up here with pride | E2 |
With love for our living comrades | A |
And with praise for those who died | E2 |
And in this manly frame of mind | F2 |
Till death we will abide | E2 |
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GOD and our consciences alone | G |
Give us measure of right and wrong | H |
The race may fall unto the swift | G2 |
And the battle to the strong | H |
But the truth will shine in history | A |
And blossom into song | H |
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Human grief full oft by glory | A |
Is assuaged and disappears | A |
When its requiem swells with music | H2 |
Like the shock of shields and spears | A |
And its passion is too full of pride | E2 |
To leave a space for tears | A |
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And hence to day my Countrymen | M |
We come with undimmed eyes | A |
In homage of the hero Lee | A |
The good the great the wise | A |
And at his name our hearts will leap | I2 |
Till his last old soldier dies | A |
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Ask me if so you please to paint | J2 |
Storm winds upon the sea | A |
Tell me to weigh great Cheops | A |
Set volcanic forces free | A |
But bid me not my Countrymen | M |
To picture Robert Lee | A |
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As Saul bound for Damascus fair | K2 |
Was struck blind by sudden light | L2 |
So my eyes are pained and dazzled | Z |
By a radiance pure and white | L2 |
Shot back by the burnished armor | V |
Of that glory belted Knight | L2 |
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His was all the Norman's polish | M2 |
And sobriety of grace | A |
All the Goth's majestic figure | V |
All the Roman's noble face | A |
And he stood the tall exemplar | N2 |
Of a grand historic race | A |
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Baronial were his acres where | K2 |
Potomac's waters run | X |
High his lineage and his blazon | X |
Was by cunning heralds done | X |
But better still he might have said | O2 |
Of his works he was the son | X |
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Truth walked beside him always | A |
From his childhood's early years | A |
Honor followed as his shadow | P2 |
Valor lightened all his cares | A |
And he rode that grand Virginian | X |
Last of all the Cavaliers | A |
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As a soldier we all knew him | T |
Great in action and repose | A |
Saw how his genius kindled | Z |
And his mighty spirit rose | A |
When the four quarters of the globe | Q2 |
Encompassed him with foes | A |
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But he and his grew braver | V |
As the danger grew more rife | R2 |
Avaricious they of glory | A |
But most prodigal of life | R2 |
And the Army of Virginia | X |
Was the Atlas of the strife | R2 |
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As his troubles gathered round him | T |
Thick as waves that beat the shore | S2 |
Atra Cura rode behind him | T |
Famine's shadow filled his door | S2 |
Still he wrought deeds no mortal man | X |
Had ever wrought before | S2 |
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IV | R2 |
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Then came the end my Countrymen | X |
The last thunderbolts were hurled | S |
Worn out by his own victories | A |
His battle flags were furled | S |
And a history was finished | S |
That has changed the modern world | S |
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As some saint in the arena | X |
Of a bloody Roman game | C |
As the prize of his endeavor | V |
Put on an immortal frame | C |
Through long agonies our Soldier | V |
Won the crown of martial fame | C |
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But there came a greater glory | A |
To that man supremely great | S |
When his just sword he laid aside | S |
In peace to serve his State | S |
For in his classic solitude | S |
He rose up and mastered Fate | S |
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He triumphed and he did not die | S |
No funeral bells are tolled | S |
But on that day in Lexington | X |
Fame came herself to hold | S |
His stirrup while he mounted | S |
To ride down the streets of gold | S |
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He is not dead There is no death | T2 |
He only went before | S2 |
His journey on when CHRIST THE LORD | S |
Wide open held the door | S2 |
And a calm celestial peace is his | A |
Thank God forevermore | S2 |
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V | A |
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When the effigy of Washington | X |
In its bronze was reared on high | S |
'Twas mine with others now long gone | X |
Beneath a stormy sky | S |
To utter to the multitude | S |
His name that cannot die | S |
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And here to day my Countrymen | X |
I tell you Lee shall ride | S |
With that great rebel down the years | A |
Twin rebels side by side | S |
And confronting such a vision | X |
All our grief gives place to pride | S |
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Those two shall ride immortal | U2 |
And shall ride abreast of Time | V2 |
Shall light up stately history | A |
And blaze in Epic Rhyme | V2 |
Both patriots both Virginians true | S2 |
Both rebels both sublime | V2 |
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Our past is full of glories | A |
It is a shut in sea | A |
The pillars overlooking it | S |
Are Washington and Lee | A |
And a future spreads before us | A |
Not unworthy of the free | A |
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And here and now my Countrymen | X |
Upon this sacred sod | S |
Let us feel It was OUR FATHER | S2 |
Who above us held the rod | S |
And from hills to sea | A |
Like Robert Lee | A |
Bow reverently to God | S |
James Barron Hope
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