The Archers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFGHHIJKK A LLMMNNOOPPQQFGKK| I | A |
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| Stripped to the waist his copper coloured skin | B |
| Red from the smouldering heat of hate within | B |
| Lean as a wolf in winter fierce of mood | C |
| As all wild things that hunt for foes or food | C |
| War paint adorning breast and thigh and face | D |
| Armed with the ancient weapons of his race | D |
| A slender ashen bow deer sinew strung | E |
| And flint tipped arrow each with poisoned tongue | E |
| Thus does the Red man stalk to death his foe | F |
| And sighting him strings silently his bow | G |
| Takes his unerring aim and straight and true | H |
| The arrow cuts in flight the forest through | H |
| A flint which never made for mark and missed | I |
| And finds the heart of his antagonist | J |
| Thus has he warred and won since time began | K |
| Thus does the Indian bring to earth his man | K |
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| II | A |
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| Ungarmented save for a web that lies | L |
| In fleecy folds across his impish eyes | L |
| A tiny archer takes his way intent | M |
| On mischief which is his especial bent | M |
| Across his shoulder lies a quiver filled | N |
| With arrows dipped in honey thrice distilled | N |
| From all the roses brides have ever worn | O |
| Since that first wedding out of Eden born | O |
| Beneath a cherub face and dimpled smile | P |
| This youthful hunter hides a heart of guile | P |
| His arrows aimed at random fly in quest | Q |
| Of lodging place within some blameless breast | Q |
| But those he wounds die happily and so | F |
| Blame not young Cupid with his dart and bow | G |
| Thus has he warred and won since time began | K |
| Transporting into Heaven both maid and man | K |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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