The Flag Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEAA FFGG HHIJ KKLM NNOO PPQ AARR LLSS

There's a flag hangs over my threshold whose folds are more dear to meA
Than the blood that thrills in my bosom its earnest of libertyA
And dear are the stars it harbors in its sunny field of blueB
As the hope of a further heaven that lights all our dim lives throughB
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But now should my guests be merry the house is in holiday guiseC
Looking out through its burnished windows like a score of welcoming eyesC
Come hither my brothers who wander in saintliness and in sinD
Come hither ye pilgrims of Nature my heart doth invite you inD
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My win is not of the choicest yet bears it an honest brandE
And the bread that I bid you lighten I break with no sparing handE
But pause ere you pass to taste it one act must accomplished beA
Salute the flag in its virtue before ye sit down with meA
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The flag of our stately battles not struggles of wrath and greedF
Its stripes were a holy lesson its spangles a deathless creedF
'Twas red with the blood of freemen and white with the fear of the foeG
And the stars that fight in their courses 'gainst tyrants its symbols knowG
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Come hither thou son of my mother we were reared in the selfsame armsH
Thou hast many a pleasant gesture thy mind hath its fights and charmsH
But my heart is as stern to question as mine eyes are of sorrows fullI
Salute the flag in its virtue or pass on where others ruleJ
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Thou lord of a thousand acres with heaps of uncounted goldK
The steeds of thy stall are haughty thy lackeys cunning and boldK
I envy no jot of thy splendor I rail at thy follies noneL
Salute the flag in its virtue or leave my poor house aloneM
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Fair lady with silken trappings high waving thy stainless plumeN
We welcome thee to our numbers a flower of costliest bloomN
Let a hundred maids live widowed to furnish thy bridal bedO
But pause where the flag doth question and bend thy triumphant headO
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Take down now your flaunting banner for a scout comes breathless and paleP
With the terror death upon him of failure is all his taleP
'They have fled while the flag waved o'er them they have turned to the foe their backQ
They are scattered pursued and slaughtered the fields are all rout and wrack '-
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Pass hence then the friends I gathered a goodly companyA
All ye that have manhood in you go perish for LibertyA
But I and the babes God gave me will wait with uplifted heartsR
With the firm smile ready to kindle and the will to perform our partsR
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When the last true heart lies bloodless when the fierce and the false have wonL
I'll press in turn to my bosom each daughter and either sonL
Bid them loose the flag from its bearings and we'll lay us down to restS
With the glory of home about us and its freedom locked in our breastS

Julia Ward Howe



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