The Demon Snow-shoes (a Legend Of Kiandra) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFF GGHHII JJKKLL MMNNOO PQRREE SSTTUU VVWWVV NNVVGG VVXXVV VVVVYY GGZZA2A2 VVB2B2C2C2 VVVVVV TTNNVV NND2D2MM VVVVLL VVVVVV VVNNE2E2 VVZZLF2 D2D2NNVVThe snow lies deep on hill and dale | A |
In rocky gulch and grassy vale | A |
The tiny trickling tumbling falls | B |
Are frozen 'twixt their rocky walls | B |
That grey and brown look silent down | C |
Upon Kiandra's shrouded town | C |
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The Eucumbene itself lies dead | D |
Fast frozen in its narrow bed | D |
And distant sounds ring out quite near | E |
The crystal air is froze so clear | E |
While to and fro the people go | F |
In silent swiftness o'er the snow | F |
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And like a mighty gallows frame | G |
The derrick in the New Chum claim | G |
Hangs over where despite the cold | H |
Strong miners seek the hidden gold | H |
And stiff and blue half frozen through | I |
The fickle dame of Fortune woo | I |
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Far out along a snow capped range | J |
There rose a sound which echoed strange | J |
Where snow emburthen'd branches hang | K |
And flashing icicles there rang | K |
A gay refrain as towards the plain | L |
Sped swiftly downward Carl the Dane | L |
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His long lithe snow shoes sped along | M |
In easy rhythm to his song | M |
Now slowly circling round the hill | N |
Now speeding downward with a will | N |
The crystals crash and blaze and flash | O |
As o'er the frozen crust they dash | O |
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Among the hills the first he shone | P |
Of all who buckled snow shoe on | Q |
For though the mountain lads were fleet | R |
But one bold rival dare compete | R |
To veer and steer devoid of fear | E |
Beside this strong limbed mountaineer | E |
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'Twas Davy Eccleston who dared | S |
To cast the challenge If Carl cared | S |
On shoes to try their mutual pace | T |
Then let him enter for the race | T |
Which might be run by anyone | U |
A would be champion Carl said Done | U |
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But not alone in point of speed | V |
They sought to gain an equal meed | V |
For in the narrow lists of love | W |
Dave Eccleston had cast the glove | W |
Though both had prayed the blushing maid | V |
As yet no preference betrayed | V |
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But played them off as women will | N |
One 'gainst the other one until | N |
A day when she was sorely pressed | V |
To loving neither youth confessed | V |
But did exclaim the wily dame | G |
Who wins this race I'll bear his name | G |
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These words were running through Carl's head | V |
As o'er the frozen crust he sped | V |
But suddenly became aware | X |
That not alone he travelled there | X |
He sudden spied with swinging stride | V |
A stranger speeding by his side | V |
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The breezes o'er each shoulder toss d | V |
His beard bediamonded with frost | V |
His eyes flashed strangely bushy browed | V |
His breath hung round him like a shroud | V |
He never spoke nor silence broke | Y |
But by the Dane sped stroke for stroke | Y |
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Old man I neither know your name | G |
Nor what you are nor whence you came | G |
But this if I but had your shoes | Z |
This championship I ne'er could lose | Z |
To call them mine those shoes divine | A2 |
I'll gladly pay should you incline | A2 |
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The stranger merely bowed his head | V |
The shoes are yours he gruffly said | V |
I change with you though at a loss | B2 |
And in return I ask that cross | B2 |
Which while she sung your mother hung | C2 |
Around your neck when you were young | C2 |
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Carl hesitated when he heard | V |
The price but not for long demurred | V |
And gave the cross the shoes were laced | V |
Upon his feet in trembling haste | V |
So long and light smooth polished bright | V |
His heart beat gladly at the sight | V |
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Now on the morning of the race | T |
Expectancy on every face | T |
They come the programme to fulfil | N |
Upon the slope of Township Hill | N |
With silent feet the people meet | V |
While youths and maidens laughing greet | V |
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High piled the flashing snowdrifts lie | N |
And laugh to scorn the sun's dull eye | N |
That glistening feebly seems to say | D2 |
When Summer comes you'll melt away | D2 |
You'll change your song when I grow strong | M |
I think so though I may be wrong | M |
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The pistol flashed and off they went | V |
Like lightning on the steep descent | V |
Resistlessly down swooping swift | V |
O'er the smooth face of polished drift | V |
The racers strain with might and main | L |
But in the lead flies Carl the Dane | L |
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Behind him Davy did his best | V |
With hopeless eye and lip compressed | V |
Beat by a snow shoe length at most | V |
They flash and pass the winning post | V |
The maiden said I'll gladly wed | V |
The youth who in this race has led | V |
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But where was he still speeding fast | V |
Over the frozen stream he pass d | V |
They watched his flying form until | N |
They lost it over Sawyer's Hill | N |
Nor saw it more the people swore | E2 |
The like they'd never seen before | E2 |
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The way he scaled that steep ascent | V |
Was quite against all precedent | V |
While others said he could but choose | Z |
To do it on those demon shoes | Z |
They talked in vain for Carl the Dane | L |
Was never seen in flesh again | F2 |
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But now the lonely diggers say | D2 |
That sometimes at the close of day | D2 |
They see a misty wraith flash by | N |
With the faint echo of a cry | N |
It may be true perhaps they do | V |
I doubt it much but what say you | V |
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
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