When Dey 'listed Colored Soldiers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDE FFGGHHHE IIJJHHEE KKAAHHLE KKMHLLHE| Dey was talkin' in de cabin dey was talkin' in de hall | A |
| But I listened kin' o' keerless not a t'inkin' 'bout it all | A |
| An' on Sunday too I noticed dey was whisp' rin' mighty much | B |
| Stan'in' all erroun' de roadside w'en dey let us out o' chu'ch | B |
| But I did n't t'ink erbout it 'twell de middle of de week | C |
| An' my 'Lias come to see me an' somehow he could n't speak | C |
| Den I seed all in a minute whut he'd come to see me for | D |
| Dey had 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias gwine to wah | E |
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| Oh I hugged him an' I kissed him an' I baiged him not to go | F |
| But he tol' me dat his conscience hit was callin' to him so | F |
| An' he could n't baih to lingah w'en he had a chanst to fight | G |
| For de freedom dey had gin him an' de glory of de right | G |
| So he kissed me an' he lef' me w'en I'd p'omised to be true | H |
| An' dey put a knapsack on him an' a coat all colo'ed blue | H |
| So I gin him pap's ol' Bible f'om de bottom of de draw' | H |
| W'en dey 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias went to wah | E |
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| But I t'ought of all de weary miles dat he would have to tramp | I |
| An' I could n't be contented w'en dey tuk him to de camp | I |
| W'y my hea't nigh broke wid grievin' 'twell I seed him on de street | J |
| Den I felt lak I could go an' th'ow my body at his feet | J |
| For his buttons was a shinin' an' his face was shinin' too | H |
| An' he looked so strong an' mighty in his coat o' sojer blue | H |
| Dat I hollahed 'Step up manny ' dough my th'oat was so' an' raw | E |
| W'en dey 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias went to wah | E |
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| Ol' Mis' cried w'en mastah lef' huh young Miss mou'ned huh brothah Ned | K |
| An' I did n't know dey feelin's is de ve'y wo'ds dey said | K |
| W'en I tol' 'em I was so'y Dey had done gin up dey all | A |
| But dey only seemed mo' proudah dat dey men had hyeahed de call | A |
| Bofe my mastahs went in gray suits an' I loved de Yankee blue | H |
| But I t'ought dat I could sorrer for de losin' of 'em too | H |
| But I could n't for I did n't know de ha'f o' whut I saw | L |
| 'Twell dey 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias went to wah | E |
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| Mastah Jack come home all sickly he was broke for life dey said | K |
| An' dey lef' my po' young mastah some'r's on de roadside dead | K |
| W'en de women cried an' mou'ned 'em I could feel it thoo an' thoo | M |
| For I had a loved un fightin' in de way o' dangah too | H |
| Den dey tol' me dey had laid him some'r's way down souf to res' | L |
| Wid de flag dat he had fit for shinin' daih acrost his breas' | L |
| Well I cried but den I reckon dat 's whut Gawd had called him for | H |
| W'en dey 'listed colo'ed sojers an' my 'Lias went to wah | E |
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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