L'ordre De Bon Temps Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKLKL AMAMNOPO QJQJRSRS TUTUVOVO RWRXYZA2Z B2C2B2C2VD2VD2

When Champlain with his faithful bandA
Came o'er the stormy waveB
To dwell within this lonely landA
Their hearts were blithe as braveB
And Winter by their mirth beguiledC
Forgot his sterner moodD
As by the prattling of a childC
A churl may be subduedD
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Among the company there cameE
A dozen youths of rankF
Who in their eager search for fameE
From no adventure shrankF
But with the lightness of their raceG
That hardship laughs to scornH
Pursued the pleasures of the chaseG
'Till night from early mornH
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And soon their leader full of mirthI
And politic withalJ
Well knowing that no spot on earthI
Could hold them long in thrallJ
Unless into their companyK
Its duties and its sportL
Were introduced the pageantryK
And etiquette of courtL
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Enrolled them in a titled bandA
L'Ordre de Bon Temps namedM
First knighthood's grade for which this landA
Of Canada is famedM
Each one in turn Grand Master wasN
At close of day releasedO
His duty to maintain the lawsP
And furnish forth a feastO
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Filled with a pardonable prideQ
In nobles wont to dwellJ
Each with his predecessor viedQ
In bounty to excelJ
And thus it was the festive boardR
With beaver otter deerS
And fish and fowl was richly storedR
Throughout the changing yearS
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At mid day for our sires of oldT
Dined when the sun was highU
To where the cloth was spread beholdT
These merry youths draw nighU
Each bearing on a massy trayV
Some dainty for the feastO
While the Grand Master leads the wayV
Festivity's high priestO
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Then seated round the banquet boardR
Afar from friends and homeW
They drank from goblets freely pouredR
To happier days to comeX
And once again in story shoneY
The sun that erst in FranceZ
Was wont in days long past and goneA2
Amid the vines to danceZ
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Still later when the sun had setB2
And round the fire they drewC2
To sing or tell a tale ere yetB2
Too old the evening grewC2
He who had ruled them for the dayV
His sceptre did resignD2
And drink to his successor's swayV
A brimming cup of wineD2

Arthur Weir



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