Uncle Sam's Soliloquy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHII CAJAKK LMLMNN MCMCOO PAPAEE QLQLRR STUTVV WXWXYY| I'm a century old and more to day | A |
| A ripe old age for a modern man | B |
| Yet they who rocked my cradle they say | A |
| Predicted a thousand years my span | B |
| They christened me at the fount of prayer | C |
| And gave me a star gemmed robe to wear | C |
| - | |
| My first free breath was battle smoke | D |
| A prayerful nurses did not abhor | E |
| The sounds that first my ear awoke | D |
| The clash and din and shout of war | E |
| They pressed in my hand a crown of might | F |
| And pointed my way to the eagle's flight | F |
| - | |
| Cannon and sword were my playthings to bless | G |
| Dangerous toys for a babe to try | H |
| The stirring reveille my more caress | G |
| The wild tattoo was my lullaby | H |
| And well methinks as they years have run | I |
| Have I wrought the work my sires begun | I |
| - | |
| An infant prodigy I and ere | C |
| Expired a tenth of my granted day | A |
| I wrested from lion grasp the spear | J |
| A nation's power I held in sway | A |
| I broke the gives from freedom's graves | K |
| And steam and lightning I bound my slaves | K |
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| I flung my starred robe on the breeze | L |
| From burning tropic to arctic cold | M |
| On distant isles in distant seas | L |
| A foot hold gained with sword and gold | M |
| Atlantic's slope and Pacific's strand | N |
| I bound together with an iron band | N |
| - | |
| But of late I've premature grown old | M |
| There's something wrong with the clothes I wear | C |
| There is something wrong with the helm I hold | M |
| Else I hold it wrong there's wrong somewhere | C |
| Disease too has thrown me his poisoned dart | O |
| His workman are striking right at my heart | O |
| - | |
| My head is so strangely vision thrilled | P |
| With plans to evade the demon's stay | A |
| But all the plots that my brain have filled | P |
| Only have served to augment his sway | A |
| And on my feet at the sunset's door | E |
| Is spreading a troublesome grievous sore | E |
| - | |
| I'm growing ill I can plainly see | Q |
| And many prescribe my pain to ease | L |
| But somehow each medicine proves to be | Q |
| A remedy worse than the disease | L |
| Though strong as ever should once my strength | R |
| Give way I must fall a fearful length | R |
| - | |
| My doctors say they know the cause | S |
| And they've gone to work with eager zest | T |
| Probed and expounded with weighty straws | U |
| And leeches attached to my troubled breast | T |
| I fee them well as attests my purse | V |
| But day after day I'm growing worse | V |
| - | |
| Though they have not yet touched the cause they knew | W |
| And are wrangling over its direful flood | X |
| They promise to build me better than new | W |
| And stop the drain on my famished blood | X |
| But lest they're careful while building the dam | Y |
| They'll scoop out a grave for Uncle Sam | Y |
Madge Morris Wagner
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