From 'lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHICJKLMNOPQNR SSTUVGWS TXYZXA2XB2XC2SF D2TWE2XXWTF2E2G2TH2S I2XJ2TK2

HERE Morris on the plains that we have lovedA
Think of the death of Akoose fleet of footB
Who in his prime a herd of antelopeC
From sunrise without rest a hundred milesD
Drove through rank prairie loping like a wolfE
Tired them and slew them ere the sun went downF
Akoose in his old age blind from the smokeG
Of tepees and the sharp snow light aloneH
With his great grandchildren withered and spentI
Crept in the warm sun along a ropeC
Stretched for his guidance Once when sharp autumnJ
Made membranes of thin ice upon the sloughsK
He caught a pony on a quick returnL
Of prowess and all his instincts cleared and quickenedM
He mounted sensed the north and bore awayN
To the Last Mountain Lake where in his youthO
He shot the sand hill cranes with his flint arrowsP
And for these hours in all the varied pompQ
Of pagan fancy and free dreams of forayN
And crude adventure he ranged on entrancedR
Until the sun blazed level with the prairieS
Then paused faltered and slid from off his ponyS
In a little bluff of poplars hid in the brackenT
He lay down the populace of leavesU
In the lithe poplars whispered together and trembledV
Fluttered before a sunset of gold smokeG
With interspaces green as sea waterW
And calm as the deep water of the seaS
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There Akoose lay silent amid the brackenT
Gathered at last with the Algonquin ChieftainsX
Then the tenebrous sunset was blown outY
And all the smoky gold turned into cloud wrackZ
Akoose slept forever amid the poplarsX
Swathed by the wind from the far off Red DeerA2
Where dinosaurs sleep clamped in their rocky tombsX
Who shall count the time that lies betweenB2
The sleep of Akoose and the dinosaursX
Innumerable time that yet is like the breathC2
Of the long wind that creeps upon the prairieS
And dies away with the shadows at sundownF
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What we may think who brood upon the themeD2
Is when the old world tired of spinning has fallenT
Asleep and all the forms that carried the fireW
Of life are cold upon her marble heartE2
Like ashes on the altar just as she stopsX
That something will escape of soul or essenceX
The sum of life to kindle otherwhereW
Just as the fruit of a high sunny gardenT
Grown mellow with autumnal sun and rainF2
Shrivelled with ripeness splits to the rich heartE2
And looses a gold kernel to the mouldG2
So the old world hanging long in the sunT
And deep enriched with effort and with loveH2
Shall in the motions of maturityS
Wither and part and the kernel of it allI2
Escape a lovely wraith of spirit to latitudesX
Where the appearance throated like a birdJ2
Winged with fire and bodied all with passionT
Shall flame with presage not of tears but joyK2

Duncan Campbell Scott



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