Fleurette Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCBC DEDEFGGFHH FIFIJKJKLMLM FKFKNN OPOPQRQR SRSRTNTN LRURFVFFQIQIWW OXOXDUDUFYFYWN ISISIS KFKFKFF ZFZFKK FA2FA2B2ZC2C2 FNFNFN| The Wounded Canadian Speaks | A |
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| My leg It's off at the knee | B |
| Do I miss it Well some You see | B |
| I've had it since I was born | C |
| And lately a devilish corn | C |
| I rather chuckle with glee | B |
| To think how I've fooled that corn | C |
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| But I'll hobble around all right | D |
| It isn't that it's my face | E |
| Oh I know I'm a hideous sight | D |
| Hardly a thing in place | E |
| Sort of gargoyle you'd say | F |
| Nurse won't give me a glass | G |
| But I see the folks as they pass | G |
| Shudder and turn away | F |
| Turn away in distress | H |
| Mirror enough I guess | H |
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| I'm gay You bet I AM gay | F |
| But I wasn't a while ago | I |
| If you'd seen me even to day | F |
| The darndest picture of woe | I |
| With this Caliban mug of mine | J |
| So ravaged and raw and red | K |
| Turned to the wall in fine | J |
| Wishing that I was dead | K |
| What has happened since then | L |
| Since I lay with my face to the wall | M |
| The most despairing of men | L |
| Listen I'll tell you all | M |
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| That poilu across the way | F |
| With the shrapnel wound in his head | K |
| Has a sister she came to day | F |
| To sit awhile by his bed | K |
| All morning I heard him fret | N |
| Oh when will she come Fleurette | N |
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| Then sudden a joyous cry | O |
| The tripping of little feet | P |
| The softest tenderest sigh | O |
| A voice so fresh and sweet | P |
| Clear as a silver bell | Q |
| Fresh as the morning dews | R |
| C'est toi c'est toi Marcel | Q |
| Mon fr egrave re comme je suis heureuse | R |
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| So over the blanket's rim | S |
| I raised my terrible face | R |
| And I saw how I envied him | S |
| A girl of such delicate grace | R |
| Sixteen all laughter and love | T |
| As gay as a linnet and yet | N |
| As tenderly sweet as a dove | T |
| Half woman half child Fleurette | N |
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| Then I turned to the wall again | L |
| I was awfully blue you see | R |
| And I thought with a bitter pain | U |
| Such visions are not for me | R |
| So there like a log I lay | F |
| All hidden I thought from view | V |
| When sudden I heard her say | F |
| Ah Who is that malheureux | F |
| Then briefly I heard him tell | Q |
| However he came to know | I |
| How I'd smothered a bomb that fell | Q |
| Into the trench and so | I |
| None of my men were hit | W |
| Though it busted me up a bit | W |
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| Well I didn't quiver an eye | O |
| And he chattered and there she sat | X |
| And I fancied I heard her sigh | O |
| But I wouldn't just swear to that | X |
| And maybe she wasn't so bright | D |
| Though she talked in a merry strain | U |
| And I closed my eyes ever so tight | D |
| Yet I saw her ever so plain | U |
| Her dear little tilted nose | F |
| Her delicate dimpled chin | Y |
| Her mouth like a budding rose | F |
| And the glistening pearls within | Y |
| Her eyes like the violet | W |
| Such a rare little queen Fleurette | N |
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| And at last when she rose to go | I |
| The light was a little dim | S |
| And I ventured to peep and so | I |
| I saw her graceful and slim | S |
| And she kissed him and kissed him and oh | I |
| How I envied and envied him | S |
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| So when she was gone I said | K |
| In rather a dreary voice | F |
| To him of the opposite bed | K |
| Ah friend how you must rejoice | F |
| But me I'm a thing of dread | K |
| For me nevermore the bliss | F |
| The thrill of a woman's kiss | F |
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| Then I stopped for lo she was there | Z |
| And a great light shone in her eyes | F |
| And me I could only stare | Z |
| I was taken so by surprise | F |
| When gently she bent her head | K |
| May I kiss you Sergeant she said | K |
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| Then she kissed my burning lips | F |
| With her mouth like a scented flower | A2 |
| And I thrilled to the finger tips | F |
| And I hadn't even the power | A2 |
| To say God bless you dear | B2 |
| And I felt such a precious tear | Z |
| Fall on my withered cheek | C2 |
| And darn it I couldn't speak | C2 |
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| And so she went sadly away | F |
| And I knew that my eyes were wet | N |
| Ah not to my dying day | F |
| Will I forget forget | N |
| Can you wonder now I am gay | F |
| God bless her that little Fleurette | N |
Robert William Service
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