The Song Of Hiawatha Vii: Hiawatha's Sailing Poem Rhyme Scheme

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'Give me of your bark O Birch tree	A
Of your yellow bark O Birch tree	A
Growing by the rushing river	B
Tall and stately in the valley	A
I a light canoe will build me	A
Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing	C
That shall float on the river	B
Like a yellow leaf in Autumn	D
Like a yellow water lily	A
'Lay aside your cloak O Birch tree	A
Lay aside your white skin wrapper	B
For the Summer time is coming	C
And the sun is warm in heaven	E
And you need no white skin wrapper '	F
Thus aloud cried Hiawatha	G
In the solitary forest	H
By the rushing Taquamenaw	E
When the birds were singing gayly	A
In the Moon of Leaves were singing	C
And the sun from sleep awaking	C
Started up and said 'Behold me	A
Gheezis the great Sun behold me '	F
And the tree with all its branches	I
Rustled in the breeze of morning	C
Saying with a sigh of patience	J
'Take my cloak O Hiawatha '	F
With his knife the tree he girdled	H
Just beneath its lowest branches	I
Just above the roots he cut it	H
Till the sap came oozing outward	H
Down the trunk from top to bottom	D
Sheer he cleft the bark asunder	B
With a wooden wedge he raised it	H
Stripped it from the trunk unbroken	E
'Give me of your boughs O Cedar	B
Of your strong and pliant branches	I
My canoe to make more steady	H
Make more strong and firm beneath me '	F
Through the summit of the Cedar	B
Went a sound a cry of horror	B
Went a murmur of resistance	J
But it whispered bending downward	H
'Take my boughs O Hiawatha '	F
Down he hewed the boughs of cedar	B
Shaped them straightway to a frame work	C
Like two bows he formed and shaped them	K
Like two bended bows together	B
'Give me of your roots O Tamarack	C
Of your fibrous roots O Larch tree	H
My canoe to bind together	B
So to bind the ends together	B
That the water may not enter	B
That the river may not wet me '	F
And the Larch with all its fibres	J
Shivered in the air of morning	C
Touched his forehead with its tassels	J
Slid with one long sigh of sorrow	L
'Take them all O Hiawatha '	F
From the earth he tore the fibres	J
Tore the tough roots of the Larch tree	H
Closely sewed the hark together	B
Bound it closely to the frame work	C
'Give me of your balm O Fir tree	H
Of your balsam and your resin	E
So to close the seams together	B
That the water may not enter	B
That the river may not wet me '	F
And the Fir tree tall and sombre	B
Sobbed through all its robes of darkness	J
Rattled like a shore with pebbles	J
Answered wailing answered weeping	C
'Take my balm O Hiawatha '	F
And he took the tears of balsam	D
Took the resin of the Fir tree	B
Smeared therewith each seam and fissure	B
Made each crevice safe from water	B
'Give me of your quills O Hedgehog	C
All your quills O Kagh the Hedgehog	C
I will make a necklace of them	K
Make a girdle for my beauty	B
And two stars to deck her bosom '	F
From a hollow tree the Hedgehog	C
With his sleepy eyes looked at him	M
Shot his shining quills like arrows	J
Saying with a drowsy murmur	B
Through the tangle of his whiskers	J
'Take my quills O Hiawatha '	F
From the ground the quills he gathered	H
All the little shining arrows	J
Stained them red and blue and yellow	L
With the juice of roots and berries	J
Into his canoe he wrought them	K
Round its waist a shining girdle	A
Round its bows a gleaming necklace	J
On its breast two stars resplendent	H
Thus the Birch Canoe was builded	H
In the valley by the river	B
In the bosom of the forest	H
And the forest's life was in it	H
All its mystery and its magic	C
All the lightness of the birch tree	B
All the toughness of the cedar	B
All the larch's supple sinews	J
And it floated on the river	B
Like a yellow leaf in Autumn	D
Like a yellow water lily	B
Paddles none had Hiawatha	G
Paddles none he had or needed	H
For his thoughts as paddles served him	M
And his wishes served to guide him	M
Swift or slow at will he glided	H
Veered to right or left at pleasure	B
Then he called aloud to Kwasind	H
To his friend the strong man Kwasind	H
Saying 'Help me clear this river	B
Of its sunken logs and sand bars '	F
Straight into the river Kwasind	H
Plunged as if he were an otter	B
Dived as if he were a beaver	B
Stood up to his waist in water	B
To his arm pits in the river	B
Swam and scouted in the river	B
Tugged at sunken logs and branches	J
With his hands he scooped the sand bars	J
With his feet the ooze and tangle	A
And thus sailed my Hiawatha	G
Down the rushing Taquamenaw	D
Sailed through all its bends and windings	J
Sailed through all its deeps and shallows	J
While his friend the strong man Kwasind	H
Swam the deeps the shallows waded	H
Up and down the river went they	N
In and out among its islands	J
Cleared its bed of root and sand bar	B
Dragged the dead trees from its channel	A
Made its passage safe and certain	D
Made a pathway for the people	A
From its springs among the mountains	J
To the waters of Pauwating	C
To the bay of Taquamenaw	D

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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