Wahonomin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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GREAT mother from the depths of forest wildsA
From mountain pass and burning sunset plainB
We thine unlettered children of the woodsC
Upraise to thee the everlasting hymnD
Of nature language of the skies and seasE
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Voice of the birds and sighing of the pineF
In wintry wastes We know none other tongueG
Nor the smooth speech that like the shining leavesH
Hides the rough stems beneath We bring our songI
Wood fragrant rough yet autumn streaked with loveJ
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And lay it as a tribute at thy feetK
But should it vex thee thus to hear us singL
Sad in the universal joy that crownsM
This year of years and shouldst thou deem our voiceN
But death cry of the ages that are pastO
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Bear with us say My children of the woodsC
In language learnt from bird and wood and streamP
From changing moons and stars and misty lakesQ
Pour forth their love and lay it at my feetK
The voice is wild and strange untuned to earR
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Of majesty ill timed to fevered pulseS
Of this young age and meteor souls that flashT
New paths upon night's dome yet will I hearR
This singing of my children ere they dieU
Great mother thou art wise they say and goodV
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And reignest like the moon in autumn skiesW
The world about thy feet We have not seenX
Thy face nor the wild seas of life that surgeY
Around thy throne but we have stood by fallsZ
Deep shadowed in the silence of the woodsC
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And heard the water thunders and have saidA2
Thus is the voice of men about our QueenX
What is the red man but the forest streamP
The cry of screech owl in the desert wildsA
This flood that overflows the hills and plainsB2
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Is not for us Back Westward Northward ayC2
Up to eternal winter 'neath the starsD2
Our path must be in silence till the snowsE2
And sun and wind have bleached our children's bonesF2
The red must go the axe and plough and planeB
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Are not for him We perish with the pineF
We vanish in the silence of the woodsC
Our footsteps like the war trail in the snowG2
Grow fainter while the new spring buds with lifeH2
Great mother the white faces came with wordsI2
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Of love and hope and pointed to the skiesW
And in the sunrise splendour set the throneJ2
Of the Great Spirit and upon the crossK2
Showed us His Son and asked a throne for HimD
Their speech was music but in camp at nightL2
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We brooded o'er the matter round the fireM2
The shadowy pines about us and the starsD2
Set in the silent heavens looking downN2
We brooded o'er the matter days and yearsO2
For thus each thought and thus each spake in wordsI2
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We children of the woods have lived and diedP2
In these our forests since the first moon tippedQ2
Their thousand lakes and rivers with her beamsR2
Pale silver in the fading sky of evenS2
Our fathers' faces kindled in the glowG2
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Of setting suns they read the starlit skyU
They heard the Spirit's breathing on the stormT2
And on the quaking earth they felt His treadA2
But never yet the story of His SonU2
Was wafted to them from the sighing woodsC
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Or bird or stream Our fathers' God is oursV2
And as for these new words we watch and waitW2
Great mother we have waited days and yearsO2
Thro' spring and summer summer autumn springL
Brooding in silence for anon we dreamedX2
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A bird's voice in our hearts half sung 'Tis trueY2
We listened and we watched the pale face comeZ2
When lo new gods came with them gods of ironA3
And fire that shook the forests as they rushedB3
Filling with thunder and loud screeching plainsB2
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Mountains and woods and dimming with their breathC3
The shining skies These new gods who were theyC2
That came devouring all and blackening earthD3
And sky with smoke and thunder We knew notE3
But fled in terror further from the faceF3
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Of these white children and their gods of ironA3
We heard no more their story of the SonU2
And words of love Their own lives were not loveJ
But war concealed and fire beneath the ashT
Thus ever now the burden of our speechG3
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We perish with the pine tree and the birdH3
We vanish in the silence of the woodsC
The white man's hunting ground it is not oursV2
We care not for his gods of iron and fireM2
Our home is in the trackless wilds the depthsI3
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Of mountain solitudes by starlit lakesQ
By noise of waters in the unchanging woodsC
Great mother we have wondered that thy sonsJ3
Thy pale sons should have left thy side and comeZ2
To these wild plains and sought the haunts of bearsK3
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And red men Why their battle with the woodsC
Whither they go upon their gods of ironA3
Out of the golden sunrise to the mistsL3
Of purple evening in the setting westM3
Their lives have scarce as many moons as oursV2
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Nor happier are We know not what they seekN3
For death's cold finger chills their fevered lifeH2
As in the wilds he stills the meanest wormO3
And death flies with them over all their pathsP3
And waits them in the heart of wildest wasteQ3
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They cannot break his power Forgive these thoughtsR3
If as they rise like mists they dim the goldS3
That zones thy brow They came to us at nightL2
As we have sat in council round the fireM2
They seemed the echo of the sighing pinesT3
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Far in our soul One evening rose a chiefU3
White headed bowed with years one hand on staffV3
One on death's arm preparing for the wayC2
My sons he said these people are not wiseW
We bide our time and they will pass awayC2
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Then shall the red man come like bird in springL
And build the broken camp and hunt and fishW3
In his old woods These people pass awayC2
Then shall the red man come like bird in springL
And build the broken camp and hunt and fishW3
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In his old woods These people pass awayC2
For I have thought through many nights and daysX3
And wondered what they seek and now I knowG2
And knowing say these people are not wiseW
They found these plains beneath the burning westM3
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And westward ever westward still they pressY3
Seeking the shining meadows of the landZ3
Where the sun sleeps and folded 'neath his wingsA4
The happy spirits breathe eternal dayC2
But I have lived thro' five score changing yearsO2
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And I have talked with wintry headed chiefsB4
And I have heard that kingdom is not reachedC4
Thro' woods and plains but by the bridge of deathC3
This people is not wise we bide our timeD4
Great mother they have told us that the snowsE2
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Of fifty winters sleep about thy throneJ2
And buds of spring now blossom with sweet breathC3
Beneath thy tread They tell us of the seaE4
And other lands where other children dwellF4
Of mighty cities and the gleam of goldS3
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Of empires wider than the shining plainsB2
Viewed from giant hill that lift thy throne aboveJ
The clouded mountain tops They tell us tooY2
Of wonders in the home of man of godsG4
Of iron and fire made servants and of fireM2
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Snatched from the clouds to flash man's swiftest thoughtH4
But these are not for us The forest flowerM2
Droops in the haunts of man it needs the skyU
And smokeless air and glances of the sunU2
Thro' rustling leaves We perish with the woodsC
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The plains are all before thee Send thy sonsJ3
To plant and build and drive their flashing godsG4
Startling the forests till like ocean's boundsI4
Thine empire rolls in splendour from wide eastJ4
To widest west broad fields of gold for theeE4
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And thy white children but our spirits waitW2
Amid the silent ages and we passK4
To where our fathers dwell by silent streamsR2
And hunt in trackless wilds through cloudless daysX3
The wheels of thy great empire as it movesL4
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From east to west from south to icy northM4
Crush us to earth We perish with the woodsC
Great mother if the changing moons have broughtH4
Thee nearer to the darksome bridge that spansN4
The gulf between this and the eternal dayC2
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If thy path and thy children's be the sameO4
And thy feet follow where thy fathers wentP4
Perchance thy soul upon earth's utmost vergeY
The eternal sky about thee and the deepsN4
Unfathomable beyC2

Frederick George Scott



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