The Battle Autumn Of 1862 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJKJ LGLG MNOP BQRQ EHEH STSS MUOU| The flags of war like storm birds fly | A |
| The charging trumpets blow | B |
| Yet rolls no thunder in the sky | A |
| No earthquake strives below | B |
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| And calm and patient Nature keeps | C |
| Her ancient promises well | D |
| Though o'er her bloom and greenness sweeps | C |
| The battle's breath of hell | D |
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| And still she walks in golden hours | E |
| Through harvest happy farms | F |
| And still she wears her fruits and flowers | E |
| Like jewels on her arms | F |
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| What means the gladness of the plain | G |
| This joy of eve and morn | H |
| The mirth that shakes the bread of grain | G |
| And yellow locks of corn | H |
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| Ah eyes may well be full of tears | I |
| And hearts with hate are hot | J |
| But even paced come round the years | K |
| And nature changes not | J |
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| She meets with smiles our bitter grief | L |
| With songs our groans of pain | G |
| She mocks with tints of flowers and leaf | L |
| The war field's crimson stain | G |
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| Still in the cannon's pause we hear | M |
| Her sweet thanksgiving psalm | N |
| Too near to God for doubt or fear | O |
| She shares the eternal calm | P |
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| She knows the seed lies safe below | B |
| The fires that blast and burn | Q |
| For all the tears of blood we sow | R |
| She waits the rich return | Q |
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| She sees with clearer eye than ours | E |
| The good of suffering born | H |
| The hearts that blossom like her flowers | E |
| And ripen like her corn | H |
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| Oh give to us in times like these | S |
| The vision of her eyes | T |
| And make her fields and fruited trees | S |
| Our golden prophecies | S |
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| Oh give to us her finer ear | M |
| Above this stormy din | U |
| We too would hear the bells of cheer | O |
| Ring peace and freedom in | U |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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