The First Grenadier Of France Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'Twas in a certain regiment of French GrenadiersA
A touching and beautiful custom was observed many yearsA
Which was meant to commemorate the heroism of a departed comradeB
And when the companies assembled for paradeC
There was one name at roll call to which no answer was madeC
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It was that of the noble La Tour d'AuvergneD
The first Grenadier of France heroic and sternD
And always at roll call the oldest sergeant stepped forward a paceA
And loudly cried Died on the field of battle then fell back into his placeA
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He always refused offers of high promotionD
Because to be promoted from the ranks he had no notionD
But at last he was in command of eight thousand menD
Hence he was called the first Grenadier of France La Tour d'AuvergneD
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When forty years of age he went on a visit to a friendE
Never thinking he would have a French garrison to defendE
And while there he made himself acquainted with the countryF
But the war had shifted to that quarter unfortunatelyF
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But although the war was there he felt undauntedG
Because to fight on behalf of France was all he wantedH
And the thought thereof did his mind harassA
When he knew a regiment of Austrians was pushing on to occupy a narrow passA
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They were pushing on in hot haste and no delayingI
And only two hours distant from where the Grenadier was stayingI
But when he knew he set off at once for the passA
Determined if 'twere possible the enemy to harassA
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He knew that the pass was defended by a stout towerJ
And to destroy the garrison the enemy would exert all their powerJ
But he hoped to be able to warn the French of their dangerJ
But to the thirty men garrisoned there he was quite a strangerJ
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Still the brave hero hastened on and when he came thereK
He found the thirty men had fled in wild despairK
Leaving their thirty muskets behindL
But to defend the garrison to the last he made up his mindL
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And in searching he found several boxes of ammunition not destroyedM
And for a moment he felt a little annoyedM
Then he fastened the main door with the articles he did findL
And when he had done so he felt satisfied in mindL
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Then he ate heartily of the provisions he had broughtN
And waited patiently for the enemy absorbed in thoughtN
And formed the heroic resolution to defend the towerJ
Alone against the enemy while he had the powerJ
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There the brave hero sat alone quite contentO
Resolved to hold the garrison or die in the attemptP
And about midnight his practised ear caught the tramp of feetQ
But he had everything ready for the attack and completeQ
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There he sat and his mind absorbed in deep distressA
But he discharged a couple of muskets into the darknessA
To warn the enemy that he knew they were thereK
Then he heard the Austrian officers telling their men to bewareK
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So until morning he was left unmolestedG
And quietly till daylight the brave Grenadier restedH
But at sunrise the Austrian commander called on the garrison to surrenderJ
But the Grenadier replied Never I am its sole defenderJ
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Then a piece of artillery was brought to bear upon the towerJ
But the Grenadier from his big gun rapid fire on it did showerJ
He kept up a rapid fire and most accurateR
And when the Austrian commander noticed it he felt irateS
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And at sunset the last assault was madeC
Still the noble Grenadier felt not the least afraidC
But the Austrian commander sent a second summons of surrenderJ
Hoping that the garrison would his injunctions rememberJ
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Then the next day at sunrise the tower door was opened wideT
And a bronzed and scarred Grenadier forth did glideT
Literally laden with muskets and passed along the line of troopsA
While in utter astonishment the Austrian Colonel upon him looksA
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Behold Colonel I am the garrison said the soldier proudlyF
What exclaimed the Colonel do you mean to tell meF
That you alone have held that tower against so many menD
Yes Colonel I have indeed replied La Tour d'AuvergneD
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Then the Colonel raised his cap and said you are the bravest of the braveU
Grenadier I salute you and I hope you will find an honourable graveU
And you're at liberty to carry the muskets along with youV
So my brave Grenadier I must bid thee adieuV
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At last in action the brave soldier fell in JuneD
And the Emperor Napoleon felt sorry when he heard he was deadW
And he commanded his regiment to remember one thing above allX
To cry out always the brave Grenadier's name at the roll callX

William Topaz Mcgonagall



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