The Cavalier's March To London Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGFGHIHI JKLKMNMN OPOPQRSR TUTUVWVW XYXYUZUA NSNSA2B2A2B2 USUSC2YD2Y E2DE2DWD2WD2 F2WF2WG2SH2S| To horse to horse brave Cavaliers | A |
| To horse for Church and Crown | B |
| Strike strike your tents snatch up your spears | A |
| And ho for London town | B |
| The imperial harlot doom'd a prey | C |
| To our avenging fires | D |
| Sends up the voice of her dismay | C |
| From all her hundred spires | E |
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| The Strand resounds with maidens' shrieks | F |
| The 'Change with merchants' sighs | G |
| And blushes stand on brazen cheeks | F |
| And tears in iron eyes | G |
| And pale with fasting and with fright | H |
| Each Puritan Committee | I |
| Hath summon'd forth to prayer and fight | H |
| The Roundheads of the City | I |
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| And soon shall London's sentries hear | J |
| The thunder of our drum | K |
| And London's dames in wilder fear | L |
| Shall cry Alack They come | K |
| Fling the fascines tear up the spikes | M |
| And forward one and all | N |
| Down down with all their train band pikes | M |
| Down with their mud built wall | N |
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| Quarter Foul fall your whining noise | O |
| Ye recreant spawn of fraud | P |
| No quarter Think on Strafford boys | O |
| No quarter Think on Laud | P |
| What ho The craven slaves retire | Q |
| On Trample them to mud | R |
| No quarter Charge No quarter Fire | S |
| No quarter Blood Blood Blood | R |
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| Where next In sooth there lacks no witch | T |
| Brave lads to tell us where | U |
| Sure London's sons be passing rich | T |
| Her daughters wondrous fair | U |
| And let that dastard be the theme | V |
| Of many a board's derision | W |
| Who quails for sermon cuff or scream | V |
| Of any sweet Precisian | W |
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| Their lean divines of solemn brow | X |
| Sworn foes to throne and steeple | Y |
| From an unwonted pulpit now | X |
| Shall edify the people | Y |
| Till the tir'd hangman in despair | U |
| Shall curse his blunted shears | Z |
| And vainly pinch and scrape and tear | U |
| Around their leathern ears | A |
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| We'll hang above his own Guildhall | N |
| The city's grave Recorder | S |
| And on the den of thieves we'll fall | N |
| Though Pym should speak to order | S |
| In vain the lank haired gang shall try | A2 |
| To cheat our martial law | B2 |
| In vain shall Lenthall trembling cry | A2 |
| That strangers must withdraw | B2 |
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| Of bench and woolsack tub and chair | U |
| We'll build a glorious pyre | S |
| And tons of rebel parchment there | U |
| Shall crackle in the fire | S |
| With them shall perish cheek by jowl | C2 |
| Petition psalm and libel | Y |
| The Colonel's canting muster roll | D2 |
| The Chaplain's dog ear'd Bible | Y |
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| We'll tread a measure round the blaze | E2 |
| Where England's past expires | D |
| And lead along the dance's maze | E2 |
| The beauties of the friars | D |
| Then smiles in every face shall shine | W |
| And joy in every soul | D2 |
| Bring forth bring forth the oldest wine | W |
| And crown the largest bowl | D2 |
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| And as with nod and laugh ye sip | F2 |
| The goblet's rich carnation | W |
| Whose bursting bubbles seem to tip | F2 |
| The wink of invitation | W |
| Drink to those names those glorious names | G2 |
| Those names no time shall sever | S |
| Drink in draught as deep as Thames | H2 |
| Our Church and King forever | S |
Thomas Babbington Macaulay
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