The Yankee Volunteers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFGDHHG IDDJIKLJ MDDCMNNC OKKFPDDF KO PGDDP QRRGQSST DGKGDOOG UVWPXYZP FFFPFJJP'A surgeon of the United States' army says that on inquiring of | A |
the Captain of his company he found that NINE TENTHS of the men | B |
had enlisted on account of some female difficulty ' Morning Paper | C |
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Ye Yankee Volunteers | D |
It makes my bosom bleed | E |
When I your story read | F |
Though oft 'tis told one | G |
So in both hemispheres | D |
The women are untrue | H |
And cruel in the New | H |
As in the Old one | G |
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What in this company | I |
Of sixty sons of Mars | D |
Who march 'neath Stripes and Stars | D |
With fife and horn | J |
Nine tenths of all we see | I |
Along the warlike line | K |
Had but one cause to join | L |
This Hope Forlorn | J |
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Deserters from the realm | M |
Where tyrant Venus reigns | D |
You slipp'd her wicked chains | D |
Fled and out ran her | C |
And now with sword and helm | M |
Together banded are | N |
Beneath the Stripe and Star | N |
Embroider'd banner | C |
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And is it so with all | O |
The warriors ranged in line | K |
With lace bedizen'd fine | K |
And swords gold hilted | F |
Yon lusty corporal | P |
Yon color man who gripes | D |
The flag of Stars and Stripes | D |
Has each been jilted | F |
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Come each man of this line | K |
The privates strong and tall | O |
'The pioneers and all ' | - |
The fifer nimble | P |
Lieutenant and Ensign | G |
Captain with epaulets | D |
And Blacky there who beats | D |
The clanging cymbal | P |
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O cymbal beating black | Q |
Tell us as thou canst feel | R |
Was it some Lucy Neal | R |
Who caused thy ruin | G |
O nimble fifing Jack | Q |
And drummer making din | S |
So deftly on the skin | S |
With thy rat tattooing | T |
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Confess ye volunteers | D |
Lieutenant and Ensign | G |
And Captain of the line | K |
As bold as Roman | G |
Confess ye grenadiers | D |
However strong and tall | O |
The Conqueror of you all | O |
Is Woman Woman | G |
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No corselet is so proof | U |
But through it from her bow | V |
The shafts that she can throw | W |
Will pierce and rankle | P |
No champion e'er so tough | X |
But's in the struggle thrown | Y |
And tripp'd and trodden down | Z |
By her slim ankle | P |
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Thus always it was ruled | F |
And when a woman smiled | F |
The strong man was a child | F |
The sage a noodle | P |
Alcides was befool'd | F |
And silly Samson shorn | J |
Long long ere you were horn | J |
Poor Yankee Doodle | P |
William Makepeace Thackeray
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