The Artilleryman's Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGDHFIDJKLFMCNO DPQRSTSUVWXYDZA2DB2C 2D2E2F2G2H2FI2| WHILE my wife at my side lies slumbering and the wars are over long | A |
| And my head on the pillow rests at home and the vacant midnight | B |
| passes | C |
| And through the stillness through the dark I hear just hear the | D |
| breath of my infant | E |
| There in the room as I wake from sleep this vision presses upon me | F |
| The engagement opens there and then in fantasy unreal | G |
| The skirmishers begin they crawl cautiously ahead I hear the | D |
| irregular snap snap | H |
| I hear the sounds of the different missiles the short t h t t h t | F |
| of the rifle balls | I |
| I see the shells exploding leaving small white clouds I hear the | D |
| great shells shrieking as they pass | J |
| The grape like the hum and whirr of wind through the trees quick | K |
| tumultuous now the contest rages | L |
| All the scenes at the batteries themselves rise in detail before me | F |
| again | M |
| The crashing and smoking the pride of the men in their pieces | C |
| The chief gunner ranges and sights his piece and selects a fuse of | N |
| the right time | O |
| After firing I see him lean aside and look eagerly off to note the | D |
| effect | P |
| Elsewhere I hear the cry of a regiment charging the young colonel | Q |
| leads himself this time with brandish'd sword | R |
| I see the gaps cut by the enemy's volleys quickly fill'd up no | S |
| delay | T |
| I breathe the suffocating smoke then the flat clouds hover low | S |
| concealing all | U |
| Now a strange lull comes for a few seconds not a shot fired on | V |
| either side | W |
| Then resumed the chaos louder than ever with eager calls and | X |
| orders of officers | Y |
| While from some distant part of the field the wind wafts to my ears a | D |
| shout of applause some special success | Z |
| And ever the sound of the cannon far or near rousing even in | A2 |
| dreams a devilish exultation and all the old mad joy in the | D |
| depths of my soul | B2 |
| And ever the hastening of infantry shifting positions batteries | C2 |
| cavalry moving hither and thither | D2 |
| The falling dying I heed not the wounded dripping and red I | E2 |
| heed not some to the rear are hobbling | F2 |
| Grime heat rush aid de camps galloping by or on a full run | G2 |
| With the patter of small arms the warning s s t of the rifles | H2 |
| these in my vision I hear or see | F |
| And bombs busting in air and at night the vari color'd rockets | I2 |
Walt Whitman
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