Question

"Thy fame is ancient as the days,
As Ocean large and wide:
A pride that dares, and heeds not praise,
A stern and silent pride.
Not that false joy that dreams content
With what our sires (forefathers) have won;
The blood a hero sire hath spent
Still nerves a hero son."

In a response of two to three sentences, explain how the patterns within these lines give evidence of the poem's dual purpose as song lyrics for a march: