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 D2D2NNVV

The snow lies deep on hill and daleA
In rocky gulch and grassy valeA
The tiny trickling tumbling fallsB
Are frozen 'twixt their rocky wallsB
That grey and brown look silent downC
Upon Kiandra's shrouded townC
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The Eucumbene itself lies deadD
Fast frozen in its narrow bedD
And distant sounds ring out quite nearE
The crystal air is froze so clearE
While to and fro the people goF
In silent swiftness o'er the snowF
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And like a mighty gallows frameG
The derrick in the New Chum claimG
Hangs over where despite the coldH
Strong miners seek the hidden goldH
And stiff and blue half frozen throughI
The fickle dame of Fortune wooI
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Far out along a snow capped rangeJ
There rose a sound which echoed strangeJ
Where snow emburthen'd branches hangK
And flashing icicles there rangK
A gay refrain as towards the plainL
Sped swiftly downward Carl the DaneL
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His long lithe snow shoes sped alongM
In easy rhythm to his songM
Now slowly circling round the hillN
Now speeding downward with a willN
The crystals crash and blaze and flashO
As o'er the frozen crust they dashO
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Among the hills the first he shoneP
Of all who buckled snow shoe onQ
For though the mountain lads were fleetR
But one bold rival dare competeR
To veer and steer devoid of fearE
Beside this strong limbed mountaineerE
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'Twas Davy Eccleston who daredS
To cast the challenge If Carl caredS
On shoes to try their mutual paceT
Then let him enter for the raceT
Which might be run by anyoneU
A would be champion Carl said DoneU
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But not alone in point of speedV
They sought to gain an equal meedV
For in the narrow lists of loveW
Dave Eccleston had cast the gloveW
Though both had prayed the blushing maidV
As yet no preference betrayedV
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But played them off as women willN
One 'gainst the other one untilN
A day when she was sorely pressedV
To loving neither youth confessedV
But did exclaim the wily dameG
Who wins this race I'll bear his nameG
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These words were running through Carl's headV
As o'er the frozen crust he spedV
But suddenly became awareX
That not alone he travelled thereX
He sudden spied with swinging strideV
A stranger speeding by his sideV
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The breezes o'er each shoulder toss dV
His beard bediamonded with frostV
His eyes flashed strangely bushy browedV
His breath hung round him like a shroudV
He never spoke nor silence brokeY
But by the Dane sped stroke for strokeY
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Old man I neither know your nameG
Nor what you are nor whence you cameG
But this if I but had your shoesZ
This championship I ne'er could loseZ
To call them mine those shoes divineA2
I'll gladly pay should you inclineA2
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The stranger merely bowed his headV
The shoes are yours he gruffly saidV
I change with you though at a lossB2
And in return I ask that crossB2
Which while she sung your mother hungC2
Around your neck when you were youngC2
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Carl hesitated when he heardV
The price but not for long demurredV
And gave the cross the shoes were lacedV
Upon his feet in trembling hasteV
So long and light smooth polished brightV
His heart beat gladly at the sightV
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Now on the morning of the raceT
Expectancy on every faceT
They come the programme to fulfilN
Upon the slope of Township HillN
With silent feet the people meetV
While youths and maidens laughing greetV
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High piled the flashing snowdrifts lieN
And laugh to scorn the sun's dull eyeN
That glistening feebly seems to sayD2
When Summer comes you'll melt awayD2
You'll change your song when I grow strongM
I think so though I may be wrongM
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The pistol flashed and off they wentV
Like lightning on the steep descentV
Resistlessly down swooping swiftV
O'er the smooth face of polished driftV
The racers strain with might and mainL
But in the lead flies Carl the DaneL
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Behind him Davy did his bestV
With hopeless eye and lip compressedV
Beat by a snow shoe length at mostV
They flash and pass the winning postV
The maiden said I'll gladly wedV
The youth who in this race has ledV
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But where was he still speeding fastV
Over the frozen stream he pass dV
They watched his flying form untilN
They lost it over Sawyer's HillN
Nor saw it more the people sworeE2
The like they'd never seen beforeE2
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The way he scaled that steep ascentV
Was quite against all precedentV
While others said he could but chooseZ
To do it on those demon shoesZ
They talked in vain for Carl the DaneL
Was never seen in flesh againF2
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But now the lonely diggers sayD2
That sometimes at the close of dayD2
They see a misty wraith flash byN
With the faint echo of a cryN
It may be true perhaps they doV
I doubt it much but what say youV

Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake



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