Wolverine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABA CCC DDD EEE FFF GGG HHI JJJ KKK LLL D D MMM AAA NNDDN OOO DDD LLL MMM PPQP RR D| 'Yes sir it's quite a story though you won't believe it's true | A |
| But such things happened often when I lived beyond the Soo ' | B |
| And the trapper tilted back his chair and filled his pipe anew | A |
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| 'I ain't thought of it neither fer this many 'n many a day | C |
| Although it used to haunt me in the years that's slid away | C |
| The years I spent a trappin' for the good old Hudson's Bay | C |
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| 'Wild You bet 'twas wild then an' few an' far between | D |
| The squatters' shacks for whites was scarce as furs when things is green | D |
| An' only reds an' 'Hudson's' men was all the folk I seen | D |
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| 'No Them old Indyans ain't so bad not if you treat 'em square | E |
| Why I lived in amongst 'em all the winters I was there | E |
| An' I never lost a copper an' I never lost a hair | E |
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| 'But I'd have lost my life the time that you've heard tell about | F |
| I don't think I'd be settin' here but dead beyond a doubt | F |
| If that there Indyan 'Wolverine' jest hadn't helped me out | F |
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| ''Twas freshet time 'way back as long as sixty six or eight | G |
| An' I was comin' to the Post that year a kind of late | G |
| For beaver had been plentiful and trappin' had been great | G |
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| 'One day I had been settin' traps along a bit of wood | H |
| An' night was catchin' up to me jest faster 'an it should | H |
| When all at once I heard a sound that curdled up my blood | I |
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| 'It was the howl of famished wolves I didn't stop to think | J |
| But jest lit out across for home as quick as you could wink | J |
| But when I reached the river's edge I brought up at the brink | J |
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| 'That mornin' I had crossed the stream straight on a sheet of ice | K |
| An' now God help me There it was churned up an' cracked to dice | K |
| The flood went boiling past I stood like one shut in a vice | K |
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| 'No way ahead no path aback trapped like a rat ashore | L |
| With naught but death to follow and with naught but death afore | L |
| The howl of hungry wolves aback ahead the torrent's roar | L |
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| 'An' then a voice an Indyan voice that called out clear and clean | D |
| 'Take Indyan's horse I run like deer wolf can't catch Wolverine ' | - |
| I says 'Thank Heaven ' There stood the chief I'd nicknamed Wolverine | D |
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| 'I leapt on that there horse an' then jest like a coward fled | M |
| An' left that Indyan standin' there alone as good as dead | M |
| With the wolves a howlin' at his back the swollen stream ahead | M |
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| 'I don't know how them Indyans dodge from death the way they do | A |
| You won't believe it sir but what I'm tellin' you is true | A |
| But that there chap was 'round next day as sound as me or you | A |
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| 'He came to get his horse but not a cent he'd take from me | N |
| Yes sir you're right the Indyans now ain't like they used to be | N |
| We've got 'em sharpened up a bit an' | D |
| now | D |
| they'll take a fee | N |
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| 'No sir you're wrong they ain't no 'dogs ' I'm not through tellin' yet | O |
| You'll take that name right back again or else jest out you get | O |
| You'll take that name right back when you hear all this yarn I bet | O |
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| 'It happened that same autumn when some Whites was comin' in | D |
| I heard the old Red River carts a kickin' up a din | D |
| So I went over to their camp to see an English skin | D |
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| 'They said 'They'd had an awful scare from Injuns ' an' they swore | L |
| That savages had come around the very night before | L |
| A brandishing their tomahawks an' painted up for war | L |
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| 'But when their plucky Englishmen had put a bit of lead | M |
| Right through the heart of one of them an' rolled him over dead | M |
| The other cowards said that they had come on peace instead | M |
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| ''That they the Whites had lost some stores from off their little pack | P |
| An' that the Red they peppered dead had followed up their track | P |
| Because he'd found the packages an' came | Q |
| to give them back | P |
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| ''Oh ' they said 'they were quite sorry but it wasn't like as if | R |
| They had killed a decent Whiteman by mistake or in a tiff | R |
| It was only some old Injun dog that lay there stark an' stiff ' | - |
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| 'I said 'You are the meanest dogs that ever yet I seen ' | - |
| Then I rolled the body over as it lay out on the green | D |
| I peered into the face My God 'twas poor old Wolverine ' | - |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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