A Boston Ballad, 1854 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCD EF GH DI JCKLM NOPQ RFB PCSTU DV WUX YBZSA2 B2CC2D2E2E F2BG2U QB H2ESF I2I2 J2EU| Here's a good place at the corner I must stand and see the show | A |
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| Clear the way there Jonathan | B |
| Way for the President's marshal Way for the government cannon | B |
| Way for the Federal foot and dragoons and the apparitions copiously | C |
| tumbling | D |
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| I love to look on the stars and stripes I hope the fifes will play | E |
| Yankee Doodle | F |
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| How bright shine the cutlasses of the foremost troops | G |
| Every man holds his revolver marching stiff through Boston town | H |
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| A fog follows antiques of the same come limping | D |
| Some appear wooden legged and some appear bandaged and bloodless | I |
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| Why this is indeed a show It has called the dead out of the earth | J |
| The old grave yards of the hills have hurried to see | C |
| Phantoms phantoms countless by flank and rear | K |
| Cock'd hats of mothy mould crutches made of mist | L |
| Arms in slings old men leaning on young men's shoulders | M |
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| What troubles you Yankee phantoms What is all this chattering of | N |
| bare gums | O |
| Does the ague convulse your limbs Do you mistake your crutches for | P |
| fire locks and level them | Q |
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| If you blind your eyes with tears you will not see the President's | R |
| marshal | F |
| If you groan such groans you might balk the government cannon | B |
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| For shame old maniacs Bring down those toss'd arms and let your | P |
| white hair be | C |
| Here gape your great grand sons their wives gaze at them from the | S |
| windows | T |
| See how well dress'd see how orderly they conduct themselves | U |
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| Worse and worse Can't you stand it Are you retreating | D |
| Is this hour with the living too dead for you | V |
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| Retreat then Pell mell | W |
| To your graves Back back to the hills old limpers | U |
| I do not think you belong here anyhow | X |
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| But there is one thing that belongs here shall I tell you what it | Y |
| is gentlemen of Boston | B |
| I will whisper it to the Mayor he shall send a committee to England | Z |
| They shall get a grant from the Parliament go with a cart to the | S |
| royal vault haste | A2 |
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| Dig out King George's coffin unwrap him quick from the grave | B2 |
| clothes box up his bones for a journey | C |
| Find a swift Yankee clipper here is freight for you black bellied | C2 |
| clipper | D2 |
| Up with your anchor shake out your sails steer straight toward | E2 |
| Boston bay | E |
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| Now call for the President's marshal again bring out the government | F2 |
| cannon | B |
| Fetch home the roarers from Congress make another procession guard | G2 |
| it with foot and dragoons | U |
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| This centre piece for them | Q |
| Look all orderly citizens look from the windows women | B |
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| The committee open the box set up the regal ribs glue those that | H2 |
| will not stay | E |
| Clap the skull on top of the ribs and clap a crown on top of the | S |
| skull | F |
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| You have got your revenge old buster The crown is come to its own | I2 |
| and more than its own | I2 |
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| Stick your hands in your pockets Jonathan you are a made man from | J2 |
| this day | E |
| You are mighty cute and here is one of your bargains | U |
Walt Whitman
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