Barbara Frietchie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BC DD EE FF GG HH II JJ GG KK LL MM NN OO PQ RR LL SS TT LL UU UU VV UU WX YZ A2A2 B2B2 GG| Up from the meadows rich with corn | A |
| Clear in the cool September morn | A |
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| The clustered spires of Frederick stand | B |
| Green walled by the hills of Maryland | C |
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| Round about them orchards sweep | D |
| Apple and peach tree fruited deep | D |
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| Fair as the garden of the Lord | E |
| To the eyes of the famished rebel horde | E |
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| On that pleasant morn of the early fall | F |
| When Lee marched over the mountain wall | F |
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| Over the mountains winding down | G |
| Horse and foot into Frederick town | G |
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| Forty flags with their silver stars | H |
| Forty flags with their crimson bars | H |
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| Flapped in the morning wind the sun | I |
| Of noon looked down and saw not one | I |
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| Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then | J |
| Bowed with her fourscore years and ten | J |
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| Bravest of all in Frederick town | G |
| She took up the flag the men hauled down | G |
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| In her attic window the staff she set | K |
| To show that one heart was loyal yet | K |
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| Up the street came the rebel tread | L |
| Stonewall Jackson riding ahead | L |
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| Under his slouched hat left and right | M |
| He glanced the old flag met his sight | M |
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| 'Halt ' the dust brown ranks stood fast | N |
| 'Fire ' out blazed the rifle blast | N |
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| It shivered the window pane and sash | O |
| It rent the banner with seam and gash | O |
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| Quick as it fell from the broken staff | P |
| Dame Barbara snatched the silken scarf | Q |
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| She leaned far out on the window sill | R |
| And shook it forth with a royal will | R |
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| 'Shoot if you must this old gray head | L |
| But spare your country's flag ' she said | L |
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| A shade of sadness a blush of shame | S |
| Over the face of the leader came | S |
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| The nobler nature within him stirred | T |
| To life at that woman's deed and word | T |
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| 'Who touches a hair of yon gray head | L |
| Dies like a dog March on he said | L |
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| All day long through Frederick street | U |
| Sounded the tread of marching feet | U |
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| All day long that free flag tost | U |
| Over the heads of the rebel host | U |
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| Ever its torn folds rose and fell | V |
| On the loyal winds that loved it well | V |
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| And through the hill gaps sunset light | U |
| Shone over it with a warm good night | U |
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| Barbara Frietchie's work is o'er | W |
| And the Rebel rides on his raids nor more | X |
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| Honor to her and let a tear | Y |
| Fall for her sake on Stonewalls' bier | Z |
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| Over Barbara Frietchie's grave | A2 |
| Flag of Freedom and Union wave | A2 |
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| Peace and order and beauty draw | B2 |
| Round they symbol of light and law | B2 |
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| And ever the stars above look down | G |
| On thy stars below in Frederick town | G |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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