The Swiss Mercenaries Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A A ABABACACDAEA FGADHAAAABAB IJHJKLMLANAN AAOAPQMQRSTS AUBUAVAVWFAF JNXNAYHYDAAA ZA2B2A2BC2AC2ATB2T D2E2F2E2F2G2AH2AI2J2 I2 D| Lorsque le regiment des hallebardiers | A |
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| Bk XXXI | A |
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| When the regiment of Halberdiers | A |
| Is proudly marching by | B |
| The eagle of the mountain screams | A |
| From out his stormy sky | B |
| Who speaketh to the precipice | A |
| And to the chasm sheer | C |
| Who hovers o'er the thrones of kings | A |
| And bids the caitiffs fear | C |
| King of the peak and glacier | D |
| King of the cold white scalps | A |
| He lifts his head at that close tread | E |
| The eagle of the Alps | A |
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| O shame those men that march below | F |
| O ignominy dire | G |
| Are the sons of my free mountains | A |
| Sold for imperial hire | D |
| Ah the vilest in the dungeon | H |
| Ah the slave upon the seas | A |
| Is great is pure is glorious | A |
| Is grand compared with these | A |
| Who born amid my holy rocks | A |
| In solemn places high | B |
| Where the tall pines bend like rushes | A |
| When the storm goes sweeping by | B |
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| Yet give the strength of foot they learned | I |
| By perilous path and flood | J |
| And from their blue eyed mothers won | H |
| The old mysterious blood | J |
| The daring that the good south wind | K |
| Into their nostrils blew | L |
| And the proud swelling of the heart | M |
| With each pure breath they drew | L |
| The graces of the mountain glens | A |
| With flowers in summer gay | N |
| And all the glories of the hills | A |
| To earn a lackey's pay | N |
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| Their country free and joyous | A |
| She of the rugged sides | A |
| She of the rough peaks arrogant | O |
| Whereon the tempest rides | A |
| Mother of the unconquered thought | P |
| And of the savage form | Q |
| Who brings out of her sturdy heart | M |
| The hero and the storm | Q |
| Who giveth freedom unto man | R |
| And life unto the beast | S |
| Who hears her silver torrents ring | T |
| Like joy bells at a feast | S |
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| Who hath her caves for palaces | A |
| And where her ch lets stand | U |
| The proud old archer of Altorf | B |
| With his good bow in his hand | U |
| Is she to suckle jailers | A |
| Shall shame and glory rest | V |
| Amid her lakes and glaciers | A |
| Like twins upon her breast | V |
| Shall the two headed eagle | W |
| Marked with her double blow | F |
| Drink of her milk through all those hearts | A |
| Whose blood he bids to flow | F |
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| Say was it pomp ye needed | J |
| And all the proud array | N |
| Of courtly joust and high parade | X |
| Upon a gala day | N |
| Look up have not my valleys | A |
| Their torrents white with foam | Y |
| Their lines of silver bullion | H |
| On the blue hillocks of home | Y |
| Doth not sweet May embroider | D |
| My rocks with pearls and flowers | A |
| Her fingers trace a richer lace | A |
| Than yours in all my bowers | A |
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| Are not my old peaks gilded | Z |
| When the sun arises proud | A2 |
| And each one shakes a white mist plume | B2 |
| Out of the thunder cloud | A2 |
| O neighbor of the golden sky | B |
| Sons of the mountain sod | C2 |
| Why wear a base king's colors | A |
| For the livery of God | C2 |
| O shame despair to see my Alps | A |
| Their giant shadows fling | T |
| Into the very waiting room | B2 |
| Of tyrant and of king | T |
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| O thou deep heaven unsullied yet | D2 |
| Into thy gulfs sublime | E2 |
| Up azure tracts of flaming light | F2 |
| Let my free pinion climb | E2 |
| Till from my sight in that clear light | F2 |
| Earth and her crimes be gone | G2 |
| The men who act the evil deeds | A |
| The caitiffs who look on | H2 |
| Far far into that space immense | A |
| Beyond the vast white veil | I2 |
| Where distant stars come out and shine | J2 |
| And the great sun grows pale | I2 |
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| BP ALEXANDER | D |
Victor-marie Hugo
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