The Ballad Of Yaada (a Legend Of The Pacific Coast) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAA BABA BBBB CDCD BBBB CBCB EF| There are fires on Lulu Island and the sky is opalescent | A |
| With the pearl and purple tinting from the smouldering of peat | A |
| And the Dream Hills lift their summits in a sweeping hazy crescent | A |
| With the Capilano canyon at their feet | A |
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| There are fires on Lulu Island and the smoke uplifting lingers | B |
| In a faded scarf of fragrance as it creeps across the day | A |
| And the Inlet and the Narrows blur beneath its silent fingers | B |
| And the canyon is enfolded in its grey | A |
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| But the sun its face is veiling like a cloistered nun at vespers | B |
| As towards the alter candles of the night a censer swings | B |
| And the echo of tradition wakes from slumbering and whispers | B |
| Where the Capilano river sobs and sings | B |
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| It was Yaada lovely Yaada who first taught the stream its sighing | C |
| For 'twas silent till her coming and 'twas voiceless as the shore | D |
| But throughout the great forever it will sing the song undying | C |
| That the lips of lovers sing for evermore | D |
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| He was chief of all the Squamish and he ruled the coastal waters | B |
| And he warred upon her people in the distant Charlotte Isles | B |
| She a winsome basket weaver daintiest of Haida daughters | B |
| Made him captive to her singing and her smiles | B |
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| Till his hands forgot to havoc and his weapons lost their lusting | C |
| Till his stormy eyes allured her from the land of Totem Poles | B |
| Till she followed where he called her followed with a woman's trusting | C |
| To the canyon where the Capilano rolls | B |
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| And the women of the Haidas plied in vain their magic power | E |
| Wailed for many moons her absence wailed for many moons their prayer | F |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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