Army Of Northern Virginia Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 1 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Wonderful Women
by Umaru Kanneh Boima
Freedom To Scratch In Peace
by Olute Aete
Happy New Year
by Felix Menda
Human Beings
by Dana Graslie
Lust
by Wisdom Greatness
An Isolated Tree's Song
by Sayeed Abubakar
A Strange Boy
by Sayeed Abubakar
O Soil
by Sayeed Abubakar
No War, No War-monger
by Sayeed Abubakar
Night's Town
by Sayeed Abubakar

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2414 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

Army of Northern Virginia army of legend	A
Who were your captains that you could trust them so surely	B
Who were your battle flags	C
Call the shapes from the mist	D
Call the dead men out of the mist and watch them ride	E
Tall the first rider tall with a laughing mouth	F
His long black beard is combed like a beauty's hair	G
His slouch hat plumed with a curled black ostrich feather	H
He wears gold spurs and sits his horse with the seat	I
Of a horseman born	J
It is Stuart of Laurel Hill	K
'Beauty' Stuart the genius of cavalry	B
Reckless merry religious theatrical	L
Lover of gesture lover of panache	M
With all the actor's grace and the quick light charm	N
That makes the women adore him a wild cavalier	O
Who worships as sober a God as Stonewall Jackson	P
A Rupert who seldom drinks very often prays	Q
Loves his children singing fighting spurs and his wife	R
Sweeney his banjo player follows him	S
And after them troop the young Virginia counties	T
Horses and men Botetort Halifax	U
Dinwiddie Prince Edward Cumberland Nottoway	V
Mecklenburg Berkeley Augusta the Marylanders	U
The horsemen never matched till Sheridan came	W
Now the phantom guns creak by They are Pelham's guns	U
That quiet boy with the veteran mouth is Pelham	X
He is twenty two He is to fight sixty battles	U
And never lose a gun	P
The cannon roll past	Y
The endless lines of the infantry begin	Z
A P Hill leads the van He is small and spare	G
His short clipped beard is red as his battleshirt	Y
Jackson and Lee are to call him in their death hours	U
Dutch Longstreet follows slow pugnacious and stubborn	A2
Hard to beat and just as hard to convince	U
Fine corps commander good bulldog for holding on	B2
But dangerous when he tries to think for himself	C2
He thinks for himself too much at Gettysburg	D2
But before and after he grips with tenacious jaws	U
There is D H Hill there is Early and Fitzhugh Lee	B
Yellow haired Hood with his wounds and his empty sleeve	E2
Leading his Texans a Viking shape of a man	F2
With the thrust and lack of craft of a berserk sword	Y
All lion none of the fox	U
When he supersedes	U
Joe Johnston he is lost and his army with him	S
But he could lead forlorn hopes with the ghost of Ney	G2
His bigboned Texans follow him into the mist	Y
Who follows them	H2
These are the Virginia faces	U
The Virginia speech It is Jackson's footcavalry	G
The Army of the Valley	B
It is the Stonewall Brigade it is the streams	U
Of the Shenandoah marching	I2
Ewell goes by	J2
The little woodpecker bald and quaint of speech	K2
With his wooden leg stuck stiffly out from his saddle	L
He is muttering 'Sir I'm a nervous Major General	L
And whenever an aide rides up from General Jackson	P
I fully expect an order to storm the North Pole '	L2
He chuckles and passes full of crotchets and courage	M2
Living on frumenty for imagined dyspepsia	K2
And ready to storm the North Pole at a Jackson phrase	U
Then the staff then little Sorrel and the plain	N2
Presbyterian figure in the flat cap	O2
Throwing his left hand out in the awkward gesture	G
That caught the bullet out of the air at Bull Run	P
Awkward rugged and dour the belated Ironside	Y
With the curious brilliant streak of the cavalier	G
That made him quote Mercutio in staff instructions	U
Love lancet windows the color of passion flowers	U
Mexican sun and all fierce tautlooking fine creatures	U
Stonewall Jackson wrapped in his beard and his silence	U
Cromwell eyed and ready with Cromwell's short	Y
Bleak remedy for doubters and fools and enemies	U
Hard on his followers harder on his foes	U
An iron sabre vowed to an iron Lord	Y
And yet the only man of those men who pass	U
With a strange secretive grain of harsh poetry	B
Hidden so deep in the stony sides of his heart	Y
That it shines by flashes only and then is gone	P2
It glitters in his last words	U
He is deeply ambitious	U
The skilled man utterly sure of his own skill	K
And taking no nonsense about it from the unskilled	Y
But God is the giver of victory and defeat	Y
And Lee on earth vicegerent under the Lord	Y
Sometimes he differs about the mortal plans	U
But once the order is given it is obeyed	Y
We know what he thought about God One would like to know	Q2
What he thought of the two together if he so mingled them	H2
He said two things about Lee it is well to recall	R2
When he first beheld the man that he served so well	S2
'I have never seen such a fine looking human creature '	L2
Then afterwards at the height of his own fame	W
The skilled man talking of skill and something more	G
'General Lee is a phenomenon	B2
He is the only man I would follow blindfold '	L2
Think of those two remarks and the man who made them	H2
When you picture Lee as the rigid image in marble	L
No man ever knew his own skill better than Jackson	P
Or was more ready to shatter an empty fame	W
He passes now in his dusty uniform	T2
The Bible jostles a book of Napoleon's Maxims	U
And a magic lemon deep in his saddlebags	U
	-
And now at last	Y
Comes Traveller and his master Look at them well	S2
The horse is an iron grey sixteen hands high	J2
Short back deep chest strong haunch flat legs small head	Y
Delicate ear quick eye black mane and tail	U2
Wise brain obedient mouth	F
Such horses are	G
The jewels of the horseman's hands and thighs	U
They go by the word and hardly need the rein	N2
They bred such horses in Virginia then	V2
Horses that were remembered after death	W2
And buried not so far from Christian ground	Y
That if their sleeping riders should arise	U
They could not witch them from the earth again	V2
And ride a printless course along the grass	U
With the old manage and light ease of hand	Y
The rider now	X2
He too is iron grey	G
Though the thick hair and thick blunt pointed beard	Y
Have frost in them	H2
Broad foreheaded deep eyed	Y
Straight nosed sweet mouthed firmlipped head cleanly set	Y
He and his horse are matches for the strong	Y2
Grace of proportion that inhabits both	Z2
They carry nothing that is in excess	U
And nothing that is less than symmetry	B
The strength of Jackson is a hammered strength	A3
Bearing the tool marks still This strength was shaped	Y
By as hard arts but does not show the toil	B3
Except as justness though the toil was there	G
And so we get the marble man again	V2
The head on the Greek coin the idol image	M2
The shape who stands at Washington's left hand	Y
Worshipped uncomprehended and aloof	C3
A figure lost to flesh and blood and bones	U
Frozen into a legend out of life	R
A blank verse statue	Y
How to humanize	U
That solitary gentleness and strength	A3
Hidden behind the deadly oratory	B
Of twenty thousand Lee Memorial days	U
How show in spite of all the rhetoric	D3
All the sick honey of the speechifiers	U
Proportion not as something calm congealed	Y
From lack of fire but ruling such a fire	G
As only such proportion could contain	N2
	-
The man was loved the man was idolized	Y
The man had every just and noble gift	Y
He took great burdens and he bore them well	S2
Believed in God but did not preach too much	K2
Believed and followed duty first and last	Y
With marvellous consistency and force	U
Was a great victor in defeat as great	Y
No more no less always himself in both	Z2
Could make men die for him but saved his men	V2
Whenever he could save them was most kind	Y
But was not disobeyed was a good father	G
A loving husband a considerate friend	Y
Had litle humor but enough to play	G
Mild jokes that never wounded but had charm	N
Did not seek intimates yet drew men to him	S
Did not seek fame did not protest against it	Y
Knew his own value without pomp or jealousy	U
And died as he preferred to live sans praise	U
With commonsense tenacity and courage	M2
A Greek proportion and a riddle unread	Y
And everything that we have said is true	Y
And nothing helps us yet to read the man	F2
Nor will he help us while he has the strength	A3
To keep his heart his own	E3
For he will smile	F3
And give you with unflinching courtesy	U
Prayers trappings letters uniforms and orders	U
Photographs k	G

Stephen Vincent Benet

Army Of Northern Virginia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Write your comment about Army Of Northern Virginia poem by Stephen Vincent Benet

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets