Memorial Tablet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBA CDDCEFFG

Squire nagged and bullied till I went to fightA
Under Lord Derby's Scheme I died in hellB
They called it Passchendaele My wound was slightA
And I was hobbling back and then a shellB
Burst slick upon the duck boards so I fellB
Into the bottomless mud and lost the lightA
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At sermon time while Squire is in his pewC
He gives my gilded name a thoughtful stareD
For though low down upon the list I'm thereD
'In proud and glorious memory' that's my dueC
Two bleeding years I fought in France for SquireE
I suffered anguish that he's never guessedF
Once I came home on leave and then went westF
What greater glory could a man desireG

Siegfried Sassoon



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