The Lesson Of The Patriot Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B CCDDEEFFGGHHIIAAA

O caresse sublimeA
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AprilB
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Upon the grave's cold mouth there ever have caresses clungC
For those who died ideally good and grand and pure and youngC
Under the scorn of all who clamor There is nothing justD
And bow to dread inquisitor and worship lords of dustD
Let sophists give the lie hearts droop and courtiers play the wormE
Our martyrs of Democracy the Truth sublime affirmE
And when all seems inert upon this seething troublous roundF
And when the rashest knows not best to flee ar stand his groundF
When not a single war cry from the sombre mass will rushG
When o'er the universe is spread by Doubting utter hushG
Then he who searches well within the walls that close immureH
Our teachers leaders heroes slain because they lived too pureH
May glue his ear upon the ground where few else came to grieveI
And ask the austere shadows Ho and must one still believeI
Read yet the orders 'Forward march ' and 'charge ' Then from the limeA
Which burnt the bones but left the soul Oh tyrants' useless crimeA
Will rise reply Yes yes and yes the thousand thousandth timeA
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Victor-marie Hugo



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