The Song Of Hiawatha - V - Hiawatha's Fasting Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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You shall hear how HiawathaA
Prayed and fasted in the forestB
Not for greater skill in huntingC
Not for greater craft in fishingC
Not for triumphs in the battleD
And renown among the warriorsE
But for profit of the peopleD
For advantage of the nationsF
First he built a lodge for fastingC
Built a wigwam in the forestB
By the shining Big Sea WaterG
In the blithe and pleasant Spring timeH
In the Moon of Leaves he built itI
And with dreams and visions manyJ
Seven whole days and nights he fastedK
On the first day of his fastingC
Through the leafy woods he wanderedL
Saw the deer start from the thicketI
Saw the rabbit in his burrowM
Heard the pheasant Bena drummingC
Heard the squirrel AdjidaumoH
Rattling in his hoard of acornsN
Saw the pigeon the OmemeH
Building nests among the pine treesO
And in flocks the wild goose WawaP
Flying to the fen lands northwardL
Whirring wailing far above himH
Master of Life he cried despondingC
Must our lives depend on these thingsQ
On the next day of his fastingC
By the river's brink he wanderedL
Through the Muskoday the meadowM
Saw the wild rice MahnomoneeJ
Saw the blueberry MeenahgaC
And the strawberry OdahminJ
And the gooseberry ShahbominJ
And the grape vine the BemahgutM
Trailing o'er the alder branchesR
Filling all the air with fragranceS
Master of Life he cried despondingC
Must our lives depend on these thingsQ
On the third day of his fastingC
By the lake he sat and ponderedM
By the still transparent waterG
Saw the sturgeon Nahma leapingC
Scattering drops like beads of wampumH
Saw the yellow perch the SahwaP
Like a sunbeam in the waterG
Saw the pike the MaskenozhaT
And the herring OkahahwisQ
And the Shawgashee the crawfishU
Master of Life he cried despondingC
Must our lives depend on these thingsQ
On the fourth day of his fastingC
In his lodge he lay exhaustedM
From his couch of leaves and branchesQ
Gazing with half open eyelidsQ
Full of shadowy dreams and visionsQ
On the dizzy swimming landscapeV
On the gleaming of the waterG
On the splendor of the sunsetM
And he saw a youth approachingC
Dressed in garments green and yellowM
Coming through the purple twilightM
Through the splendor of the sunsetM
Plumes of green bent o'er his foreheadM
And his hair was soft and goldenJ
Standing at the open doorwayP
Long he looked at HiawathaA
Looked with pity and compassionJ
On his wasted form and featuresQ
And in accents like the sighingC
Of the South Wind in the tree topsQ
Said he O my HiawathaA
All your prayers are heard in heavenJ
For you pray not like the othersQ
Not for greater skill in huntingC
Not for greater craft in fishingC
Not for triumph in the battleD
Nor renown among the warriorsQ
But for profit of the peopleD
For advantage of the nationsQ
From the Master of Life descendingC
I the friend of man MondaminJ
Come to warn you and instruct youW
How by struggle and by laborG
You shall gain what you have prayed forX
Rise up from your bed of branchesQ
Rise O youth and wrestle with meH
Faint with famine HiawathaA
Started from his bed of branchesQ
From the twilight of his wigwamH
Forth into the flush of sunsetM
Came and wrestled with MondaminJ
At his touch he felt new courageY
Throbbing in his brain and bosomH
Felt new life and hope and vigorG
Run through every nerve and fibreG
So they wrestled there togetherG
In the glory of the sunsetM
And the more they strove and struggledM
Stronger still grew HiawathaA
Till the darkness fell around themH
And the heron the Shuh shuh gahC
From her nest among the pine treesQ
Gave a cry of lamentationJ
Gave a scream of pain and famineJ
'T is enough then said MondaminJ
Smiling upon HiawathaA
But tomorrow when the sun setsQ
I will come again to try youW
And he vanished and was seen notM
Whether sinking as the rain sinksQ
Whether rising as the mists riseQ
Hiawatha saw not knew notM
Only saw that he had vanishedM
Leaving him alone and faintingC
With the misty lake below himH
And the reeling stars above himH
On the morrow and the next dayP
When the sun through heaven descendingC
Like a red and burning cinderG
From the hearth of the Great SpiritM
Fell into the western watersQ
Came Mondamin for the trialD
For the strife with HiawathaA
Came as silent as the dew comesQ
From the empty air appearingC
Into empty air returningC
Taking shape when earth it touchesQ
But invisible to all menJ
In its coming and its goingC
Thrice they wrestled there togetherG
In the glory of the sunsetM
Till the darkness fell around themH
Till the heron the Shuh shuh gahC
From her nest among the pine treesQ
Uttered her loud cry of famineJ
And Mondamin paused to listenJ
Tall and beautiful he stood thereZ
In his garments green and yellowM
To and fro his plumes above himH
Waved and nodded with his breathingC
And the sweat of the encounterG
Stood like drops of dew upon himH
And he cried O HiawathaA
Bravely have you wrestled with meH
Thrice have wrestled stoutly with meH
And the Master of Life who sees usQ
He will give to you the triumphA2
Then he smiled and said To morrowM
Is the last day of your conflictM
Is the last day of your fastingC
You will conquer and o'ercome meH
Make a bed for me to lie inJ
Where the rain may fall upon meH
Where the sun may come and warm meH
Strip these garments green and yellowM
Strip this nodding plumage from meH
Lay me in the earth and make itM
Soft and loose and light above meH
Let no hand disturb my slumberG
Let no weed nor worm molest meH
Let not Kahgahgee the ravenJ
Come to haunt me and molest meH
Only come yourself to watch meH
Till I wake and start and quickenJ
Till I leap into the sunshineJ
And thus saying he departedM
Peacefully slept HiawathaA
But he heard the WawonaissaQ
Heard the whippoorwill complainingC
Perched upon his lonely wigwamH
Heard the rushing SebowishaU
Heard the rivulet rippling near himH
Talking to the darksome forestM
Heard the sighing of the branchesQ
As they lifted and subsidedM
At the passing of the night windM
Heard them as one hears in slumberG
Far off murmurs dreamy whispersQ
Peacefully slept HiawathaA
On the morrow came NokomisQ
On the seventh day of his fastingC
Came with food for HiawathaA
Came imploring and bewailingC
Lest his hunger should o'ercome himH
Lest his fasting should be fatalD
But he tasted not and touched notM
Only said to her NokomisQ
Wait until the sun is settingC
Till the darkness falls around usQ
Till the heron the Shuh shuh gahC
Crying from the desolate marshesQ
Tells us that the day is endedM
Homeward weeping went NokomisQ
Sorrowing for her HiawathaA
Fearing lest his strength should fail himH
Lest his fasting should be fatalD
He meanwhile sat weary waitingC
For the coming of MondaminJ
Till the shadows pointing eastwardM
Lengthened over field and forestM
Till the sun dropped from the heavenJ
Floating on the waters westwardM
As a red leaf in the AutumnJ
Falls and floats upon the waterG
Falls and sinks into its bosomJ
And behold the young MondaminJ
With his soft and shining tressesQ
With his garments green and yellowM
With his long and glossy plumageY
Stood and beckoned at the doorwayP
And as one in slumber walkingC
Pale and haggard but undauntedM
From the wigwam HiawathaA
Came and wrestled with MondaminJ
Round about him spun the landscapeV
Sky and forest reeled togetherG
And his strong heart leaped within himH
As the sturgeon leaps and strugglesQ
In a net to break its meshesQ
Like a ring of fire around himH
Blazed and flared the red horizonJ
And a hundred suns seemed lookingC
At the combat of the wrestlersQ
Suddenly upon the greenswardM
All alone stood HiawathaA
Panting with his wild exertionJ
Palpitating with the struggleD
And before him breathless lifelessQ
Lay the youth with hair dishevelledM
Plumage torn and garments tatteredM
Dead he lay there in the sunsetM
And victorious HiawathaA
Made the grave as he commandedM
Stripped the garments from MondaminJ
Stripped his tattered plumage from himH
Laid him in the earth and made itM
Soft and loose and light above himH
And the heron the Shuh shuh gahC
From the melancholy moorlandsQ
Gave a cry of lamentationJ
Gave a cry of pain and anguishU
Homeward then went HiawathaA
To the lodge of old NokomisQ
And the seven days of his fastingC
Were accomplished and completedM
But the place was not forgottenJ
Where he wrestled with MondaminJ
Nor forgotten nor neglectedM
Was the grave where lay MondaminJ
Sleeping in the rain and sunshineJ
Where his scattered plumes and garmentsQ
Faded in the rain and sunshineJ
Day by day did HiawathaA
Go to wait and watch beside itM
Kept the dark mould soft above itM
Kept it clean from weeds and insectsQ
Drove away with scoffs and shoutingsQ
Kahgahgee the king of ravensQ
Till at length a small green featherG
From the earth shot slowly upwardM
Then another and anotherG
And before the Summer endedM
Stood the maize in all its beautyM
With its shining robes about itM
And its long soft yellow tressesQ
And in rapture HiawathaA
Cried aloud It is MondaminJ
Yes the friend of man MondaminJ
Then he called to old NokomisQ
And Iagoo the great boasterG
Showed them where the maize was growingC
Told them of his wondrous visionJ
Of his wrestling and his triumphA2
Of this new gift to the nationsQ
Which should be their food foreverG
And still later when the AutumnJ
Changed the long green leaves to yellowM
And the soft and juicy kernelsQ
Grew like wampum hard and yellowM
Then the ripened ears he gatheredM
Stripped the withered husks from off themH
As he once had stripped the wrestlerG
Gave the first Feast of MondaminJ
And made known unto the peopleD
This new gift of the Great SpiritM

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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