The Burial Of The Scout Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCAADBEC FGFGHH IJJIJKJKJ LLMMMIMINOBLPOO not with arms reversed | A |
And the slow beating of the muffled drum | B |
And funeral marches bring our hero home | C |
These stormy woods where his young heart was nursed | A |
Ring with a trumpet burst | A |
Of jubilant music as if he who lies | D |
With shrouded face and lips all white and dumb | B |
Were a crowned conqueror entering paradise | E |
This is his welcome home | C |
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Along the reedy marge of the dim lake | F |
I hear the gathering horsemen of the North | G |
The cavalry of night and tempest wake | F |
Blowing keen bugles as they issue forth | G |
To guard his homeward march in frost and cold | H |
A thousand spearmen bold | H |
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And the deep bosomed woods | I |
With their dishevelled locks all wildly spread | J |
Stretch ghostly arms to clasp the immortal dead | J |
Back to their solitudes | I |
While through their rocking branches overhead | J |
And all their shuddering pulses underground | K |
shiver runs as if a voice had said | J |
And every farthest leaf had felt the wound | K |
He comes but he is dead | J |
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The dainty fingered May | L |
with gentle hand shall fold and put away | L |
The snow white curtains of his winter tent | M |
and spread above him her green coverlet | M |
'Broidered with daisies sweet to sight and scent | M |
and Summer from her outposts in the hills | I |
Under the boughs with heavy night dews wet | M |
shall place her gold and purple sentinels | I |
And in the populous woods sound reveille | N |
falling from field and fen her sweet deserters back | O |
But he no long roll of the impatient drum | B |
for battle trumpet eager for the fray | L |
From the far shores of blue Lake Erie blown | P |
shall rouse the soldier's last long bivouac | O |
Kate Seymour Maclean
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