The Man From Cook's Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDD EEFFGH IIJJKK LMNNFF OOPPII QQRRSS TTUUVV| You're bloody right I was a Red | A |
| The Man from Cook's morosely said | A |
| And if our chaps had won the War | B |
| Today I'd be the Governor | C |
| Of all Madrid and rule with pride | D |
| Instead of just a lousy guide | D |
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| For I could talk in Councils high | E |
| To draw down angels from the sky | E |
| They put me seven years in gaol | F |
| You see how I am prison pale | F |
| Death sentence Each dawn I thought | G |
| They'd drag me out and have me shot | H |
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| Maybe far better if they had | I |
| Suspense like that can make one mad | I |
| Yet here I am serene and sane | J |
| And at your service to explain | J |
| That gory battlefield out there | K |
| The Cit eacute Universitaire | K |
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| See Where the Marzanillo flows | L |
| The women used to wash our cloths | M |
| And often even in its flood | N |
| It would be purpled by our blood | N |
| Contemptuous of shot and shell | F |
| Our women sang and fought like hell | F |
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| Deep trenches there ran up and down | O |
| And linked us with the sightless town | O |
| And every morn and every night | P |
| We sallied savagely to fight | P |
| By yon ravine in broken clad | I |
| I shot and killed a soldier lad | I |
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| Such boys they were methinks that one | Q |
| Looked to me like my only son | Q |
| He might have been they told my wife | R |
| Before Madrid he lost his life | R |
| Sweet Mary Oh if I but knew | S |
| It was not my own son I slew | S |
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| So spoke that man with eye remote | T |
| And stains of gravy on his coat | T |
| I offered him a cigarette | U |
| And as he sighed with vain regret | U |
| Said he Don't change your dollars wait | V |
| I'll get you twice the market rate | V |
Robert Service
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