Duluth's Departure Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACBDEFGBGBHIHJKDLB MIBNOPLBBQBJBBARABAS AQ BB I T D J B PU IIIB I OOVVAAOO OOSSIIOO OOWWXYOOOO IBIBZBA2BB2BB2O B WW IIIBBOBBIKIC2To bid the brave White Chief adieu | A |
on the shady shore gathered the warriors | B |
His glad boatmen manned the canoe | A |
and the oars in their hands were impatient | C |
Spake the Chief of Isantees | B |
A feast will await the return of my brother | D |
In peace rose the sun in the East | E |
in peace in the West he descended | F |
May the feet of my brother be swift | G |
till they bring him again to our teepees | B |
The red pipe he takes as a gift | G |
may he smoke that red pipe many winters | B |
At my lodge fire his pipe shall be lit | H |
when the White Chief returns to Kathaga | I |
On the robes of my tee shall he sit | H |
he shall smoke with the chiefs of my people | J |
The brave love the brave and his son | K |
sends the Chief as a guide for his brother | D |
By the way of the Wakpa Wakan AR | L |
to the Chief at the Lake of the Spirits | B |
As light as the foot steps of dawn | M |
are the feet of the stealthy Tamdoka | I |
He fears not the Maza Wakan AS | B |
he is sly as the fox of the forest | N |
When he dances the dance of red war | O |
howl the wolves by the broad Mini ya ta AT | P |
For they scent on the south wind afar | L |
their feast on the bones of Ojibways | B |
Thrice the Chief puffed the red pipe of peace | B |
ere it passed to the lips of the Frenchman | Q |
Spake DuLuth May the Great Spirit bless | B |
with abundance the Chief and his people | J |
May their sons and their daughters increase | B |
and the fire ever burn in their teepees | B |
Then he waved with a flag his adieu | A |
to the Chief and the warriors assembled | R |
And away shot Tamdoka's canoe | A |
to the strokes of ten sinewy hunters | B |
And a white path he clove up the blue | A |
bubbling stream of the swift Mississippi | S |
And away on his foaming trail flew | A |
like a sea gull the bark of the Frenchman | Q |
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AO i e fire arms which the Dakotas compare to the roar of the wings | B |
of the Thunder bird and the fierey arrows he shoots | B |
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AP DuLuth was a devout Catholic | I |
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AQ Nee wah shtay Thou art good | T |
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AR Spirit River now called Rum River | D |
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AS Fire arm spirit metal | J |
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AT Lake Superior at that time the home of the Ojibways Chippewas | B |
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AH LITTLE HE DREAMED THEN FORSOOTH THAT A CITY WOULD STAND ON THAT | P |
HILL SIDE | U |
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Then merrily rose the blithe song | I |
of the voyageurs homeward returning | I |
And thus as they glided along | I |
sang the bugle voiced boatmen in chorus | B |
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SONG | I |
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Home again home again bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
He rides on the river with his paddle in his hand | V |
And his boat is his shelter on the water and the land | V |
The clam has his shell and the water turtle too | A |
But the brave boatman's shell is his birch bark canoe | A |
So pull away boatmen bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
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Home again home again bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
His couch is as downy as a couch can be | S |
For he sleeps on the feathers of the green fir tree | S |
He dines on the fat of the pemmican sack | I |
And his eau de vie is the eau de lac | I |
So pull away boatmen bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
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Home again home again bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
The brave jolly boatman he never is afraid | W |
When he meets at the portage a red forest maid | W |
A Huron or a Cree or a blooming Chippeway | X |
And he marks his trail with the bois brules AU | Y |
So pull away boatmen bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
Home again home again bend to the oar | O |
Merry is the life of the gay voyageur | O |
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In the reeds of the meadow the stag | I |
lifts his branchy head stately and listens | B |
And the bobolink perched on the flag | I |
her ear sidelong bends to the chorus | B |
From the brow of the Beautiful Isle AV | Z |
half hid in the midst of the maples | B |
The sad faced Winona the while | A2 |
watched the boat growing less in the distance | B |
Till away in the bend of the stream | B2 |
where it turned and was lost in the lindens | B |
She saw the last dip and the gleam | B2 |
of the oars ere they vanished forever | O |
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AU Burnt woods half breeds | B |
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AV Wita Waste Beautiful Island the Dakota name for Nicollet | W |
Island | W |
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Still afar on the waters the song | I |
like bridal bells distantly chiming | I |
The stout jolly boatmen prolong | I |
beating time with the stroke of their paddles | B |
And Winona's ear turned to the breeze | B |
lists the air falling fainter and fainter | O |
Till it dies like the murmur of bees | B |
when the sun is aslant on the meadows | B |
Blow breezes blow softly and sing | I |
in the dark flowing hair of the maiden | K |
But never again shall you bring | I |
the voice that she loves to Winona | C2 |
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