The Spies' March Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABC DEDEFGHGIG JGJGKGLGJJG CJCJGGGGJJGG GMGMGGGGG NONOPGPGG JGJGQGQGG RJRJJGJG

There are not leaders to lead us to honour and yet without leaders we sallyA
Each man reporting for duty alone out of sight out of reach of his fellowB
There are no bugles to call the battalions and yet without bugle we rallyA
From the ends of the earth to the ends of the earth to follow the Standard of YellowB
Fall in O fall in O fall inC
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Not where the squadrons massD
Not where the bayonets shineE
Not where the big shell shout as they passD
Over the firing lineE
Not where the wounded areF
Not where the nations dieG
Killed in the cleanly game of warH
That is no place for a spyG
O Princes Thrones and Powers your work is less than oursI
Here is no place for a spyG
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Trained to another useJ
We march with colours furledG
Only concerned when Death breaks looseJ
On a front of half a worldG
Only for General DeathK
The Yellow Flag may flyG
While we take post beneathL
That is the place for a spyG
Where Plague has spread his pinionsJ
Over Nations and DominionsJ
Then will be work for a spyG
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The dropping shots beginC
The single funerals passJ
Our skirmishers run inC
The corpses dot the grassJ
The howling towns stampedeG
The tainted hamlets dieG
Now it is war indeedG
Now there is room for a spyG
O Peoples Kings and LandsJ
We are waiting your commandsJ
What is the work for a spyG
Drums Fear is upon us spyG
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quot Go where his pickets hideG
Unmask the shape they takeM
Whether a gnat from the watersideG
Or a stinging fly in the brakeM
Or filth of the crowded streetG
Or a sick rat limping byG
Or a smear of spittle dried in the heatG
That is the work of a spyG
Drums Death is upon us spyG
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quot What does he next prepareN
Whence will he move to attackO
By water earth or airN
How can we head him backO
Shall we starve him out if we burnP
Or bury his food supplyG
Slip through his lines and learnP
That is work for a spyG
Drums Get to your business spyG
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quot Does he feint or strike in forceJ
Will he charge or ambuscadeG
What is it checks his courseJ
Is he beaten or only delayedG
How long will the lull endureQ
Is he retreating WhyG
Crawl to his camp and make sureQ
That is the work for a spyG
Drums Fetch us our answer spyG
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quot Ride with him girth to girthR
Wherever the Pale Horse wheelsJ
Wait on his councils ear to earthR
And say what the dust revealsJ
For the smoke of our torment rollsJ
Where the burning thousands lieG
What do we care for men's bodies or soulsJ
Bring us deliverance spy quotG

Rudyard Kipling



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