The March Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB BBBB DEBE FBBB

I heard a voice that cried Make way for those who diedA
And all the coloured crowd like ghosts at morning fledB
And down the waiting road rank after rank there strodeC
In mute and measured march a hundred thousand deadB
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A hundred thousand dead with firm and noiseless treadB
All shadowy grey yet solid with faces grey and ghastB
And by the house they went and all their brows were bentB
Straight forward and they passed and passed and passed and passedB
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But O there came a place and O there came a faceD
That clenched my heart to see it and sudden turned my wayE
And in the Face that turned I saw two eyes that burnedB
Never forgotten eyes and they had things to sayE
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Like desolate stars they shone one moment and were goneF
And I sank down and put my arms across my headB
And felt them moving past nor looked to see the lastB
In steady silent march our hundred thousand deadB

John Collings Squire, Sir



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