Young Henry Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDD EEFF GGHI JJAA KKLM GGNO PQAA RSJJ MLTE UVWX YYSS ZA2VU| Air Drummer Boy of Waterloo | A |
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| Young Henry was as faithful boy | B |
| As ever stood on the American soil | C |
| And he did enlist without a doubt | D |
| When the rebellion was broke out | D |
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| He was his parents' only son | E |
| And only child he was but one | E |
| That was a girl aged seventeen | F |
| Henry called her his May Queen | F |
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| Young Henry said Dear sister May | G |
| What do you think my friends will say | G |
| For now my name is on the roll | H |
| And I down south will have to go | I |
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| I hear my country's call said he | J |
| For all her sons of liberty | J |
| And I forever will prove true | A |
| To that dear old flag red white and blue | A |
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| I love my father and mother dear | K |
| I leave you May their hearts to cheer | K |
| When I am gone pray do not mourn | L |
| If I should never return home | M |
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| His sister then to him did say | G |
| My only brother blithe and gay | G |
| Our country calls calls from afar | N |
| May God protect you through the war | O |
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| Their father hearing all was said | P |
| It made his noble heart grow sad | Q |
| My children I love both of you | A |
| And yet I love my country too | A |
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| My son if I was young again | R |
| I never could at home remain | S |
| And see my native land now free | J |
| Dissolved and made in slavery | J |
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| Young Henry left his father's home | M |
| And left his friends for him to mourn | L |
| A captain of a little band | T |
| He marched away from Michigan | E |
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| In the battle of Fredericksburg | U |
| Above the battle roar was heard | V |
| Fight on fight on brave boys he cried | W |
| I am shot and wounded and must die | X |
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| They placed his head upon the grass | Y |
| So he could see his brave boys pass | Y |
| Go tell my father Henry's slain | S |
| To keep him from the rebel's chain | S |
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| They dug his grave beneath that spot | Z |
| They wrapped him in his soldier's coat | A2 |
| And while the battle drums they heard | V |
| They laid him low at Fredericksburg | U |
Julia Ann Moore
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