Langemarck At Ypres Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEBE FGHG IJKLJ MNON BAPA AQKQBQ KRSR TUVU WRXR PYAY ZA2AA2 BEA2E BEB2E C2XD2X BKE2KF2K BG2H2I2G2 B2J2EK2 L2EG2E M2B2N2B2 O2G2CG2 AABA P2Q2AAQ2 L2B2R2R2B2 ABCB| This is the ballad of Langemarck | A |
| A story of glory and might | B |
| Of the vast Hun horde and Canada s part | C |
| In the great grim fight | B |
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| It was April fair on the Flanders Fields | D |
| But the dreadest April then | E |
| That ever the years in their fateful flight | B |
| Had brought to this world of men | E |
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| North and east a monster wall | F |
| The mighty Hun ranks lay | G |
| With fort on fort and iron ringed trench | H |
| Menacing grim and gray | G |
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| And south and west like a serpent of fire | I |
| Serried the British lines | J |
| And in between the dying and dead | K |
| And the stench of blood and the trampled mud | L |
| On the fair sweet Belgian vines | J |
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| And far to the eastward harnessed and taut | M |
| Like a scimitar shining and keen | N |
| Gleaming out of that ominous gloom | O |
| Old France s hosts were seen | N |
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| When out of the grim Hun lines one night | B |
| There rolled a sinister smoke | A |
| A strange weird cloud like a pale green shroud | P |
| And death lurked in its cloak | A |
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| On a fiend like wind it curled along | A |
| Over the brave French ranks | Q |
| Like a monster tree its vapours spread | K |
| In hideous burning banks | Q |
| Of poisonous fumes that scorched the night | B |
| With their sulphurous demon danks | Q |
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| And men went mad with horror and fled | K |
| From that terrible strangling death | R |
| That seemed to sear both body and soul | S |
| With its baleful flaming breath | R |
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| Till even the little dark men of the south | T |
| Who feared neither God nor man | U |
| Those fierce wild fighters of Afric s steppes | V |
| Broke their battalions and ran | U |
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| Ran as they never had run before | W |
| Gasping and fainting for breath | R |
| For they knew t was no human foe that slew | X |
| And that hideous smoke meant death | R |
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| Then red in the reek of that evil cloud | P |
| The Hun swept over the plain | Y |
| And the murderer s dirk did its monster work | A |
| Mid the scythe like shrapnel rain | Y |
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| Till it seemed that at last the brute Hun hordes | Z |
| Had broken that wall of steel | A2 |
| And that soon through this breach in the freeman s dyke | A |
| His trampling hosts would wheel | A2 |
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| And sweep to the south in ravaging might | B |
| And Europe s peoples again | E |
| Be trodden under the tyrant s heel | A2 |
| Like herds in the Prussian pen | E |
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| But in that line on the British right | B |
| There massed a corps amain | E |
| Of men who hailed from a far west land | B2 |
| Of mountain and forest and plain | E |
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| Men new to war and its dreadest deeds | C2 |
| But noble and staunch and true | X |
| Men of the open East and West | D2 |
| Brew of old Britain s brew | X |
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| These were the men out there that night | B |
| When Hell loomed close ahead | K |
| Who saw that pitiful hideous rout | E2 |
| And breathed those gases dread | K |
| While some went under and some went mad | F2 |
| But never a man there fled | K |
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| For the word was Canada theirs to fight | B |
| And keep on fighting still | G2 |
| Britain said fight and fight they would | H2 |
| Though the Devil himself in sulphurous mood | I2 |
| Came over that hideous hill | G2 |
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| Yea stubborn they stood that hero band | B2 |
| Where no soul hoped to live | J2 |
| For five gainst eighty thousand men | E |
| Were hopeless odds to give | K2 |
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| Yea fought they on T was Friday eve | L2 |
| When that demon gas drove down | E |
| T was Saturday eve that saw them still | G2 |
| Grimly holding their own | E |
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| Sunday Monday saw them yet | M2 |
| A steadily lessening band | B2 |
| With no surrender in their hearts | N2 |
| But the dream of a far off land | B2 |
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| Where mother and sister and love would weep | O2 |
| For the hushed heart lying still | G2 |
| But never a thought but to do their part | C |
| And work the Empire s will | G2 |
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| Ringed round hemmed in and back to back | A |
| They fought there under the dark | A |
| And won for Empire God and Right | B |
| At grim red Langemarck | A |
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| Wonderful battles have shaken this world | P2 |
| Since the Dawn God overthrew Dis | Q2 |
| Wonderful struggles of right against wrong | A |
| Sung in the rhymes of the world s great song | A |
| But never a greater than this | Q2 |
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| Bannockburn Inkerman Balaclava | L2 |
| Marathon s godlike stand | B2 |
| But never a more heroic deed | R2 |
| And never a greater warrior breed | R2 |
| In any war man s land | B2 |
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| This is the ballad of Langemarck | A |
| A story of glory and might | B |
| Of the vast Hun horde and Canada s part | C |
| In the great grim fight | B |
William Wilfred Campbell
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