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I Sing The Battle by Henry Kemp and Allison Peachman

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Allison Peachman

on 3 March 2015

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Transcript of I Sing The Battle by Henry Kemp and Allison Peachman

What is the Personification in the poem?
What is the alliteration in the poem?
Examples:
Sing song
Great guns
Broken bodies
Marching men
What is the tone of the poem?
What is the underlying theme of this poem?
Bravery
Who is speaking in the poem?
Soldiers
I Sing The Battle
What is the mood of the poem?
Somber and Horrifying
What is the imagery of this poem?
Who is the audience in the poem?
Society
Serious
By: Henry Kemp and
Allison Peachman

of
Soldiers
When the poet says, "I sing the clash of bayonets, of sabres that flash and cleave"
Simile

"Ah, but the broken bodies that drip like honey-comb!"

The broken bodies are being compared to honey-comb
Metaphor

"I sing the song of the great clean guns that belch forth death and will"

The guns are described as belching death
"I sing the song of the billowing flags, the bugles that cry before"
The poet gives bugles the ability to cry.
What is the style of this poem?
The poet uses two speakers to have a dialogue
I Sing the Battle
By Harry Kemp

I SING the song of the great clean guns that belch forth death at will.
"Ah, but the wailing mothers, the lifeless forms and still!"

I sing the song of the billowing flags, the bugles that cry before.
"Ah, but the skeletons flapping rags, the lips that speak no more!"

I sing the clash of bayonets, of sabres that flash and cleave.
"And wilt thou sing the maimed ones, too, that go with pinnedup sleeve?"

I sing acclaimed generals that bring the victory home.
"Ah, but the broken bodies that drip like honey-comb!"

I sing of hosts triumphant, long ranks of marching men.
"And wilt thou sing the shadowy hosts that never march again?"
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