The Congressmen Came Out To See Bull Run Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAEFAGHIJKLHMFNOH PQRSTHUHVHWHXHYHAZA2 B2C2D2E2F2UG2H2I2J2K 2UFL2M2N2PHUDO2P2KC2 Q2MWIR2S2T2U2V2HJW2X 2Y2Z2Q2A3QB3C3WQD3The congressmen came out to see Bull Run | A |
The congressmen who like free shows and spectacles | B |
They brought their wives and carriages along | C |
They brought their speeches and their picnic lunch | D |
Their black constituent hats and their devotion | A |
Some even brought a little whiskey too | E |
A little whiskey is a comforting thing | F |
For congressmen in the sun in the heat of the sun | A |
The bearded congressmen with orator's mouths | G |
The fine clean shaved Websterian congressmen | H |
Come out to see the gladiator's show | I |
Like Iliad gods wrapped in the sacred cloud | J |
Of Florida water wisdom and bay rum | K |
Of free cigars democracy and votes | L |
That lends such portliness to congressmen | H |
The gates fly wide the bronze troop marches out | M |
Into the stripped and deadly circus ring | F |
'Ave Caesar ' the cry goes up and shakes | N |
The purple awning over Caesar's seat | O |
'Ave Caesar Ave O congressmen | H |
We who are about to die | P |
Salute you congressmen ' | Q |
Eleven States | R |
New York Rhode Island Maine | S |
Connecticut Michigan and the gathered West | T |
Salute you congressmen | H |
The red fezzed Fire Zouaves flamingo bright | U |
Salute you congressmen | H |
The raw boys still in their civilian clothes | V |
Salute you congressmen | H |
The Second Wisconsin in its homespun grey | W |
Salute you congressmen | H |
The Garibaldi Guards in cocksfeather hats | X |
Salute you congressmen | H |
The Second Ohio with their Bedouin caps | Y |
Salute you congressmen | H |
Sherman's brigade grey headed Heintzelman | A |
Ricketts' and Griffin's doomed and valiant guns | Z |
The tough hard bitten regulars of Sykes | A2 |
Who covered the retreat with the Marines | B2 |
Burnside and Porter Wilcox and McDowell | C2 |
All the vast unprepared militia mass | D2 |
Of boys in red and yellow Zouave pants | E2 |
Who carried peach preserves inside their kits | F2 |
And dreamt of being generals overnight | U |
The straggling companies where every man | G2 |
Was a sovereign and a voter the slack regiments | H2 |
Where every company marched a different step | I2 |
The clumsy and unwieldy new brigades | J2 |
Not yet distempered into battle worms | K2 |
The whole huge innocent army ready to fight | U |
But only half taught in the tricks of fighting | F |
Ready to die like picture postcard boys | L2 |
While fighting still had banners and a sword | M2 |
And just as ready to run in blind mob panic | N2 |
Salutes you with a vast and thunderous cry | P |
Ave Caesar Ave O congressmen | H |
Ave O Iliad gods who forced the fight | U |
You bring your carriages and your picnic lunch | D |
To cheer us in our need | O2 |
You come with speeches | P2 |
Your togas smell of heroism and bay rum | K |
You are the people and the voice of the people | C2 |
And when the fight is done your carriages | Q2 |
Will bear you safely through the streaming rout | M |
Of broken troops throwing their guns away | W |
You come to see the gladiator's show | I |
But from a high place as befits the wise | R2 |
You will not see the long windrows of men | S2 |
Strewn like dead pears before the Henry House | T2 |
Or the stone wall of Jackson breathe its parched | U2 |
Devouring breath upon the failing charge | V2 |
Ave Caesar ave O congressmen | H |
Cigar smoke wraps you in a godlike cloud | J |
And if you are not to depart from us | W2 |
As easily and divinely as you came | X2 |
It hardly matters | Y2 |
Fighting Joe Hooker once | Z2 |
Said with that tart unbridled tongue of his | Q2 |
That made so many needless enemies | A3 |
'Who ever saw a dead cavalryman ' | Q |
The phrase | B3 |
Stings with a needle sharpness just or not | C3 |
But even he was never heard to say | W |
'Who ever saw a dead congressman ' | Q |
And yet he was a man with a sharp tongue | D3 |
Stephen Vincent Benet
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