The Battle Autumn Of 1862 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBDDBEE FBGBGFHH IIDD BDBDBBJJKBBBK LDKDBIIB MDDM IBBI NNNOPPOQRIIDDIDSTD BBBBDBDUBKKI

Under the orchard boughsA
That drop red leaves like coals into the grassB
The golden arrows of the sunset fallC
And on the vine hung wallC
Great purple clusters in delicious drowseB
Beakers of chrysolite and amethystD
Yet by the sun unkissedD
Lean down to all the wooing lips that passB
Brimful of red red wineE
Sweet as brown peasants glean along the castled RhineE
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All sights and sounds are of the Autumn weatherF
The urchin rock'ng in the treesB
Shakes silver laughter with the apples downG
And wading to the kneesB
Among the stubble and the husks so brownG
The oxen keeping every patient step togetherF
Bring in the creaking wainH
High piled with yellow maize and sheaves of rustling grainH
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While in the mill with ceaseless whirr and droneI
With moss and lichens to the roof o'ergrownI
An undertone to every other soundD
The blind old horse goes roundD
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Gathered along the farm house eavesB
In noisy congress see the swallows sitD
Or whirling in mid air like autumn leavesB
In airy wheels they flitD
Bright rovers of all summer skiesB
I follow them with wistful eyesB
To morrow's sunset they will beJ
A thousand leagues by land and seaJ
Beyond this wintry hemisphereK
Heaven gathers round their joyous wingsB
The sunlight of perpetual springsB
Soft airs and fragrant blossomingsB
Through all the glad round yearK
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I hear as though I did not hearL
Along the upland fields remoteD
The plough boy's whistle silver clearK
For hark' the herds man's graver noteD
Who hums beneath the orchard boughsB
The ballad of that grand old manI
Who marshalled freedom's battle vanI
And fell no laurel round his browsB
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To day the hero martyr's graveM
Is shaken by the armed treadD
Of patriotic soldiers o'er his headD
Not by the footsteps of one slaveM
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So grows the work that he beganI
Wrought out in slow and toilsome waysB
Yet ever building through the daysB
A grander heritage for manI
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Oh harvest years foretold so longN
Through seas of blood through years of wrongN
A people patient brave and strongN
In camp and field and battle clangO
'Mid cannon's roar and trumpet's pealP
And shock of war and clash of steelP
For you each steadfast blade out sprangO
In you each loyal heart kept faithQ
As strong as life as stern as deathR
Though human lives like summer grainI
Were sown on every battle plainI
Blood of our bravest and our bestD
The red red wine of life was pressedD
And lost like summer rainI
In dust and smoke of carnage whirledD
Before those dying eyes still swamS
Those coming years so grand and calmT
The golden Autumns of the worldD
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Through frost and snow and wintry rainsB
Speed silent hours the Nation waitsB
While at her feet the slave in chainsB
Kneels listening for the coming fatesB
And round him droops in soil and dustD
The bright flag of her stripes and starsB
Speed Autumn hours we wait in trustD
No tale of traitor lips can dimU
Till Liberty's white hand unbarsB
The broad gates of the glad New YearK
Unfurls our banner free and clearK
And ushers Peace and Freedom inI

Kate Seymour Maclean



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