Valenciennes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCCD ADED AAAD ADAD FDFD GDGD HHHD IDID CCCD JDJD KKLD ADAD CCCD MNMD| By Corporal Tullidge See The Trumpet Major | A |
| In Memory of S C Pensioner Died | B |
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| WE trenched we trumpeted and drummed | C |
| And from our mortars tons of iron hummed | C |
| Ath'art the ditch the month we bombed | C |
| The Town o' Valencie n | D |
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| 'Twas in the June o' Ninety dree | A |
| The Duke o' Yark our then Commander be n | D |
| The German Legion Guards and we | E |
| Laid siege to Valencie n | D |
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| This was the first time in the war | A |
| That French and English spilled each other's gore | A |
| God knows what year will end the roar | A |
| Begun at Valencie n | D |
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| 'Twas said that we'd no business there | A |
| A topper n the French for disagre n | D |
| However that's not my affair | A |
| We were at Valencie n | D |
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| Such snocks and slats since war began | F |
| Never knew raw recruit or veter n | D |
| Stone deaf therence went many a man | F |
| Who served at Valencie n | D |
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| Into the streets ath'art the sky | G |
| A hundred thousand balls and bombs were fle n | D |
| And harmless townsfolk fell to die | G |
| Each hour at Valencie n | D |
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| And sweat n wi' the bombardiers | H |
| A shell was slent to shards anighst my ears | H |
| 'Twas night the end of hopes and fears | H |
| For me at Valencie n | D |
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| They bore my wownded frame to camp | I |
| And shut my gap n skull and washed en cle n | D |
| And jined en wi' a zilver clamp | I |
| Thik night at Valencie n | D |
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| We've fetched en back to quick from dead | C |
| But never more on earth while rose is red | C |
| Will drum rouse Corpel Doctor said | C |
| O' me at Valencie n | D |
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| 'Twer true No voice o' friend or foe | J |
| Can reach me now or any live n be n | D |
| And little have I power to know | J |
| Since then at Valencie n | D |
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| I never hear the zummer hums | K |
| O' bees and don't know when the cuckoo comes | K |
| But night and day I hear the bombs | L |
| We threw at Valencie n | D |
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| As for the Duke o' Yark in war | A |
| There be some volk whose judgment o' en is me n | D |
| But this I say 'a was not far | A |
| From great at Valencie n | D |
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| O' wild wet nights when all seems sad | C |
| My wownds come back as though new wownds I'd had | C |
| But yet at times I'm sort o' glad | C |
| I fout at Valencie n | D |
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| Well Heaven wi' its jasper halls | M |
| Is now the on'y Town I care to be in | N |
| Good Lord if Nick should bomb the walls | M |
| As we did Valencie n | D |
Thomas Hardy
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