The Boy Patriot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABABCCDEFE AAABAB GGGHGHIIJKJK AAABAB| I want to be a Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| I want to be a Soldier with a sabre in my hand | B |
| Or a little carbine rifle or a musket on my shoulder | A |
| Or just a snare drum snarling in the middle of the band | B |
| I want to hear high overhead The Old Flag flap her wings | C |
| While all the Army following in chorus cheers and sings | C |
| I want to hear the tramp and jar | D |
| Of patriots a million | E |
| As gayly dancing off to war | F |
| As dancing a cotillion | E |
| - | |
| I want to be a Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| I want to be a Soldier with a sabre in my hand | B |
| Or a little carbine rifle or a musket on my shoulder | A |
| Or just a snare drum snarling in the middle of the band | B |
| - | |
| I want to see the battle | G |
| The battle | G |
| The battle | G |
| I want to see the battle and be in it to the end | H |
| I want to hear the cannon clear their throats and catch the prattle | G |
| Of all the pretty compliments the enemy can send | H |
| And then I know my wits will go and where I should'nt be | I |
| Well there's the spot in any fight that you may search for me | I |
| So when our foes have had their fill | J |
| Though I'm among the dying | K |
| To see The Old Flag flying still | J |
| I'll laugh to leave her flying | K |
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| I want to be a Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| A Soldier | A |
| I want to be a Soldier with a sabre in my hand | B |
| Or a little carbine rifle or a musket on my shoulder | A |
| Or just a snare drum snarling in the middle of the band | B |
James Whitcomb Riley
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