Pilot Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAB CDCCD EDEED FBFFB BGBBG BHBBI BDBBD JKJJK BGBBG LBLLB MNMMN| Merry Carlo who runn'st at my heels | A |
| Through the dense crowded streets of the city | B |
| In and out among hurrying wheels | A |
| And whose run in the suburbs reveals | A |
| Only scenes that are peaceful and pretty | B |
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| Raise to mine your intelligent face | C |
| Open wide your great brown eyes in wonder | D |
| While I tell how lived one of your race | C |
| Years ago in this now busy place | C |
| Ay and ran at the heels of its founder | D |
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| Mistress Pilot for that was her name | E |
| And you could not have called her a better | D |
| Was a gallant and dutiful dame | E |
| Since her breed is forgotten by Fame | E |
| For your sake I will call her a setter | D |
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| Pilot lived when Ville Marie was young | F |
| And the needs of its people were sorest | B |
| When the rifle unceasing gave tongue | F |
| And the savage lay hidden among | F |
| The Cimmerian shades of the forest | B |
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| When the hearts of frail women were steeled | B |
| Not to weep for the dead and the dying | G |
| When by night the fierce battle cry pealed | B |
| And by day all who worked in the field | B |
| Kept their weapons in readiness lying | G |
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| When full oft at the nunnery gate | B |
| As the darkness fell over the village | H |
| Would a swart savage crouch and await | B |
| With the patience of devilish hate | B |
| A chance to kill women and pillage | I |
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| Every one had his duty to do | B |
| And our Pilot had hers like another | D |
| Which she did like a heroine true | B |
| At the head of a juvenile crew | B |
| Of the same stalwart stuff as their mother | D |
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| In a body these keen scented spies | J |
| Used to roam through the forests and meadows | K |
| And protect Ville Marie from surprise | J |
| Though its foes clustered round it like flies | J |
| In a swamp or like evening shadows | K |
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| Oftentimes in the heat of the day | B |
| Oftentimes through the mists of the morning | G |
| Oftentimes to the sun's dying ray | B |
| There was heard her reechoing bay | B |
| Pealing forth its brave challenge and warning | G |
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| And so nobly she labored and well | L |
| It was fancied so runneth the story | B |
| She had come down from heaven to dwell | L |
| Upon earth and make war upon hell | L |
| For the welfare of man and God's glory | B |
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| When her day's work was over what then | M |
| Well my boy she had one of your habits | N |
| She would roam through the forest again | M |
| But instead of bold hunting for men | M |
| Would amuse herself hunting jack rabbits | N |
Arthur Weir
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