The Illusion Of War Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EFBBGGHIHI JKLKJKKMK

WarA
I abhorA
And yet how sweetB
The sound along the marching streetB
Of drum and fife and I forgetC
Wet eyes of widows and forgetC
Broken old mothers and the wholeD
Dark butchery without a soulD
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Without a soul save this bright drinkE
Of heady music sweet as hellF
And even my peace abiding feetB
Go marching with the marching streetB
For yonder yonder goes the fifeG
And what care I for human lifeG
The tears fill my astonished eyesH
And my full heart is like to breakI
And yet 'tis all embannered liesH
A dream those little drummers makeI
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O it is wickedness to clotheJ
Yon hideous grinning thing that stalksK
Hidden in music like a queenL
That in a garden of glory walksK
Till good men love the thing they loatheJ
Art thou hast many infamiesK
But not an infamy like thisK
O snap the fife and still the drumM
And show the monster as she isK

Richard Le Gallienne



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