The Disinterred Warrior. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FGFGHIHI JKJKLMLM NOPOBQBQ RSTSUVUV| Gather him to his grave again | A |
| And solemnly and softly lay | B |
| Beneath the verdure of the plain | C |
| The warrior's scattered bones away | B |
| Pay the deep reverence taught of old | D |
| The homage of man's heart to death | E |
| Nor dare to trifle with the mould | D |
| Once hallowed by the Almighty's breath | E |
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| The soul hath quickened every part | F |
| That remnant of a martial brow | G |
| Those ribs that held the mighty heart | F |
| That strong arm strong no longer now | G |
| Spare them each mouldering relic spare | H |
| Of God's own image let them rest | I |
| Till not a trace shall speak of where | H |
| The awful likeness was impressed | I |
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| For he was fresher from the hand | J |
| That formed of earth the human face | K |
| And to the elements did stand | J |
| In nearer kindred than our race | K |
| In many a flood to madness tossed | L |
| In many a storm has been his path | M |
| He hid him not from heat or frost | L |
| But met them and defied their wrath | M |
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| Then they were kind the forests here | N |
| Rivers and stiller waters paid | O |
| A tribute to the net and spear | P |
| Of the red ruler of the shade | O |
| Fruits on the woodland branches lay | B |
| Roots in the shaded soil below | Q |
| The stars looked forth to teach his way | B |
| The still earth warned him of the foe | Q |
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| A noble race but they are gone | R |
| With their old forests wide and deep | S |
| And we have built our homes upon | T |
| Fields where their generations sleep | S |
| Their fountains slake our thirst at noon | U |
| Upon their fields our harvest waves | V |
| Our lovers woo beneath their moon | U |
| Then let us spare at least their graves | V |
William Cullen Bryant
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