The Song Of The Old Guard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEDE FGFGHEHE IDIDDEDE ADADDEDE JKJKDEDE LMLMNENE

Know this my brethren Heaven is clearA
And all the clouds are goneB
The Proper Sort shall flourish nowC
Good times are coming on quotD
The evil that was threatened lateD
To all of our degreeE
Hath passed in discord and debateD
And Hey then up go weE
-
A common people strove in vainF
To shame us unto toilG
But they are spent and we remainF
And we shall share the spoilG
According to our several needsH
As Beauty shall decreeE
As Age ordains or Birth concedesH
And Hey then up go weE
-
And they that with accursed zealI
Our Service would amendD
Shall own the odds and come to heelI
Ere worse befall their endD
For though no naked word be wroteD
Yet plainly shall they seeE
What pinneth Orders on their coatD
And Hey then up go weE
-
Our doorways that in time of fearA
We opened overwideD
Shall softly close from year to yearA
Till all be purifiedD
For though no fluttering fan be heardD
Nor chaff be seen to fleeE
The Lord shall winnow the Lord's PreferredD
And Hey then up go weE
-
Our altars which the heathen brakeJ
Shall rankly smoke anewK
And anise mint and cummin takeJ
Their dread and sovereign dueK
Whereby the buttons of our tradeD
Shall soon restored beE
With curious work in gilt and braidD
And Hey then up go weE
-
Then come my brethren and prepareL
The candlesticks and bellsM
The scarlet brass and badger's hairL
Wherein our Honour dwellsM
And straitly fence and strictly keepN
The Ark's integrityE
Till Armageddon break our sleepN
And Hey then go weE

Rudyard Kipling



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