The Battle Of Lexington Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDE FFGGHHIIJJ AKLLII MMNNMMBB OOPIQQQQ RRSSTT RRSUJJVE WWXXQQQQYYQQDDQQDDQQ ZZA2A2B2B2| Now haste thee while the way is clear | A |
| Paul Revere | A |
| Haste Dawes but haste thee not O Sun | B |
| To Lexington | B |
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| Then Devens looked and saw the light | C |
| He got him forth into the night | C |
| And watched alone on the river shore | D |
| And marked the British ferrying o'er | E |
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| John Parker rub thine eyes and yawn | F |
| But one o'clock and yet 'tis Dawn | F |
| Quick rub thine eyes and draw thy hose | G |
| The Morning comes ere darkness goes | G |
| Have forth and call the yeomen out | H |
| For somewhere somewhere close about | H |
| Full soon a Thing must come to be | I |
| Thine honest eyes shall stare to see | I |
| Full soon before thy patriot eyes | J |
| Freedom from out of a Wound shall rise | J |
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| Then haste ye Prescott and Revere | A |
| Bring all the men of Lincoln here | K |
| Let Chelmsford Littleton Carlisle | L |
| Let Acton Bedford hither file | L |
| Oh hither file and plainly see | I |
| Out of a wound leap Liberty | I |
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| Say Woodman April all in green | M |
| Say Robin April hast thou seen | M |
| In all thy travel round the earth | N |
| Ever a morn of calmer birth | N |
| But Morning's eye alone serene | M |
| Can gaze across yon village green | M |
| To where the trooping British run | B |
| Through Lexington | B |
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| Good men in fustian stand ye still | O |
| The men in red come o'er the hill | O |
| Lay down your arms damned Rebels cry | P |
| The men in red full haughtily | I |
| But never a grounding gun is heard | Q |
| The men in fustian stand unstirred | Q |
| Dead calm save maybe a wise bluebird | Q |
| Puts in his little heavenly word | Q |
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| O men in red if ye but knew | R |
| The half as much as bluebirds do | R |
| Now in this little tender calm | S |
| Each hand would out and every palm | S |
| With patriot palm strike brotherhood's stroke | T |
| Or ere these lines of battle broke | T |
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| O men in red if ye but knew | R |
| The least of the all that bluebirds do | R |
| Now in this little godly calm | S |
| Yon voice might sing the Future's Psalm | U |
| The Psalm of Love with the brotherly eyes | J |
| Who pardons and is very wise | J |
| Yon voice that shouts high hoarse with ire | V |
| Fire | E |
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| The redcoats fire the homespuns fall | W |
| The homespuns' anxious voices call | W |
| Brother art hurt and Where hit John | X |
| And Wipe this blood and Men come on | X |
| And Neighbor do but lift my head | Q |
| And Who is wounded Who is dead | Q |
| Seven are killed My God my God | Q |
| Seven lie dead on the village sod | Q |
| Two Harringtons Parker Hadley Brown | Y |
| Munroe and Porter these are down | Y |
| Nay look stout Harrington not yet dead | Q |
| He crooks his elbow lifts his head | Q |
| He lies at the step of his own house door | D |
| He crawls and makes a path of gore | D |
| The wife from the window hath seen and rushed | Q |
| He hath reached the step but the glood hath gushed | Q |
| He hath crawled to the step of his own house door | D |
| But his head hath dropped he will crawl no more | D |
| Clasp Wife and kiss and lift the head | Q |
| Harrington lies at his door step dead | Q |
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| But O ye Six that round him lay | Z |
| And bloodied up that April day | Z |
| As Harrington fell ye likewise fell | A2 |
| At the door of the House wherein ye dwell | A2 |
| As Harrington came ye likewise came | B2 |
| And died at the door of your House of Fame | B2 |
Sidney Lanier
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