The Death Of Prince Leopold Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Alas noble Prince Leopold he is deadA
Who often has his lustre shedA
Especially by singing for the benefit of Esher SchoolB
Which proves he was a wise prince and no conceited foolB
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Methinks I see him on the platform singing the Sands o' DeeC
The generous hearted Leopold the good and the freeC
Who was manly in his actions and beloved by his motherD
And in all the family she hasn't got such anotherD
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He was of a delicate constitution all his lifeE
And he was his mother's favourite and very kind to his wifeE
And he had also a particular liking for his childF
And in his behaviour he was very mildF
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Oh noble hearted Leopold most beautiful to seeC
Who was wont to fill your audience's hearts with gleeC
With your charming songs and lectures against strong drinkG
Britain had nothing else to fear as far as you could thinkG
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A wise prince you were and well worthy of the nameH
And to write in praise of thee I cannot refrainI
Because you were ever ready to defend that which is rightJ
Both pleasing and righteous in God's eye sightJ
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And for the loss of such a prince the people will mournK
But alas unto them he can never more returnL
Because sorrow never could revive the dead againM
Therefore to weep for him is all in vainI
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'Twas on Saturday the th of April in the yearN
He was buried in the royal vault never to rise moreO
Until the great and fearful judgment dayP
When the last trump shall sound to summon him awavE
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When the Duchess of Albany arrived she drove through the Royal ArchQ
A little before the Seaforth Highlanders set out on the funeral marchQ
And she was received with every sympathetic respectR
Which none of the people present seem'd to neglectR
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Then she entered the memorial chapel and stayed a short timeS
And as she viewed her husband's remains it was really sublimeS
While her tears fell fast on the coffin lid without delayP
Then she took one last fond look and hurried awayP
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At half past ten o'clock the Seaforth Highlanders did appearN
And every man in the detachment his medals did wearT
And they carried their side arms by their sideU
With mournful looks but full of love and prideU
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Then came the Coldstream Guards headed by their bandV
Which made the scene appear imposing and grandV
Then the musicians drew up in front of the guardroomS
And waited patiently to see the prince laid in the royal tombS
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First in the procession were the servants of His late Royal HighnessW
And next came the servants of the Queen in deep mourning dressX
And the gentlemen of his household in deep distressX
Also General Du Pla who accompanied the remains from CannesY
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The coffin was borne by eight Highlanders of his own regimentZ
And the fellows seemed to be rather discontentA2
For the loss of the prince they loved most dearN
While adown their cheeks stole many a silent tearT
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Then behind the corpse came the Prince of Wales in field marshal uniformS
Looking very pale dejected careworn and forlornK
Then followed great magnates all dressed in uniformS
And last but not least the noble Marquis of LorneK
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The scene in George's Chapel was most magnificent to beholdB2
The banners of the knights of the garter embroidered with goldB2
Then again it was most touching and lovely to seeC
The Seaforth Highlanders' inscription to the Prince's memoryC
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It was wrought in violets upon a background of white flowersC2
And as they gazed upon it their tears fell in showersC2
But the whole assembly were hushed when Her Majesty did appearN
Attired in her deepest mourning and from her eye there fell a tearT
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Her Majesty was unable to stand long she was overcome with griefE
And when the Highlanders lowered the coffin into the tomb she felt reliefE
Then the ceremony closed with singing Lead kindly lightJ
Then the Queen withdrew in haste from the mournful sightJ
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Then the Seaforth Highlanders' band played Lochaber no moreO
While the brave soldiers' hearts felt depressed and soreO
And as homeward they marched they let fall many a tearT
For the loss of the virtuous Prince Leopold they loved so dearN

William Topaz Mcgonagall



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