The Dying Warrior
Thomas Moore
1779 to 1852
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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The Chieftain's lady stood,
Into the foaming river,
Her life-pulse ceased to beat;
And the scarf is her winding sheet!
Which, ah too quickly, bore
Thus faintly said, in dying,
Her hero's scarf, all red
With the drops his heart had shed.
The lady saw, instead
'Twas then, in life's last quiver,
Of the bark whose speed she waited,
In triumph down the flood,
From that day's field of blood.
That bridal-flower so sweet.
With fond impatience burning,
By the Danube's leafy side,
But, field, alas, ill-fated!
One shriek—and all was over—
The gloomy waves now cover
A wounded Chieftain, lying
That pledge of one no more!
He flung the scarf he wore
To watch her love returning
"Oh! bear, thou foaming tide.
"This gift to my lady-bride."