The Song Of Hiawatha X: Hiawatha's Wooing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHIJKH HGLMKN HGHGK HBBIHK FHKKBOHG HKHHHBB FKGGB FHBGHH PGCHIKJHG HBIF GQKI OKHKBBJKHKK RHBGGSHHHHKBH KBTUHSOGCTHJVB WHGHHX KKGSC KBHCHG OGHHBKHS KJGXGHGIGGG GFHGHBGGHV RGH FGKGGBKB KGHGKGH KRGFCG IKKH GKKGGOJHY KKSIHHHXHKZBK GHBGFGGK HBKA2KHHB2SG XGXG

'As unto the bow the cord isA
So unto the man is womanB
Though she bends him she obeys himC
Though she draws him yet she followsD
Useless each without the other 'E
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Thus the youthful HiawathaF
Said within himself and ponderedG
Much perplexed by various feelingsH
Listless longing hoping fearingI
Dreaming still of MinnehahaJ
Of the lovely Laughing WaterK
In the land of the DacotahsH
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'Wed a maiden of your people '-
Warning said the old NokomisH
'Go not eastward go not westwardG
For a stranger whom we know notL
Like a fire upon the hearth stoneM
Is a neighbor's homely daughterK
Like the starlight or the moonlightN
Is the handsomest of strangers '-
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Thus dissuading spake NokomisH
And my Hiawatha answeredG
Only this 'Dear old NokomisH
Very pleasant is the firelightG
But I like the starlight betterK
Better do I like the moonlight '-
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Gravely then said old NokomisH
'Bring not here an idle maidenB
Bring not here a useless womanB
Hands unskilful feet unwillingI
Bring a wife with nimble fingersH
Heart and hand that move togetherK
Feet that run on willing errands '-
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Smiling answered HiawathaF
'In the land of the DacotahsH
Lives the Arrow maker's daughterK
Minnehaha Laughing WaterK
Handsomest of all the womenB
I will bring her to your wigwamO
She shall run upon your errandsH
Be your starlight moonlight firelightG
Be the sunlight of my people '-
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Still dissuading said NokomisH
'Bring not to my lodge a strangerK
From the land of the DacotahsH
Very fierce are the DacotahsH
Often is there war between usH
There are feuds yet unforgottenB
Wounds that ache and still may openB
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Laughing answered HiawathaF
'For that reason if no otherK
Would I wed the fair DacotahG
That our tribes might be unitedG
That old feuds might be forgottenB
And old wounds be healed forever '-
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Thus departed HiawathaF
To the land of the DacotahsH
To the land of handsome womenB
Striding over moor and meadowG
Through interminable forestsH
Through uninterrupted silenceH
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With his moccasins of magicP
At each stride a mile he measuredG
Yet the way seemed long before himC
And his heart outran his footstepsH
And he journeyed without restingI
Till he heard the cataract's laughterK
Heard the Falls of MinnehahaJ
Calling to him through the silenceH
'Pleasant is the sound ' he murmuredG
'Pleasant is the voice that calls me '-
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On the outskirts of the forestsH
'Twixt the shadow and the sunshineB
Herds of fallow deer were feedingI
But they saw not HiawathaF
To his bow be whispered 'Fail not '-
To his arrow whispered 'Swerve not '-
Sent it singing on its errandG
To the red heart of the roebuckQ
Threw the deer across his shoulderK
And sped forward without pausingI
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At the doorway of his wigwamO
Sat his ancient Arrow makerK
In the land of the DacotahsH
Making arrow heads of jasperK
Arrow heads of chalcedonyB
At his side in all her beautyB
Sat the lovely MinnehahaJ
Sat his daughter Laughing WaterK
Plaiting mats of flags and rushesH
Of the past the old man's thoughts wereK
And the maiden's of the futureK
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He was thinking as he sat thereR
Of the days when with such arrowsH
He had struck the deer and bisonB
On the Muskoday the meadowG
Shot the wild goose flying southwardG
On the wing the clamorous WawaS
Thinking of the great war partiesH
How they came to buy his arrowsH
Could not fight without his arrowsH
Ah no more such noble warriorsH
Could be found on earth as they wereK
Now the men were all like womenB
Only used their tongues for weaponsH
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She was thinking of a hunterK
From another tribe and countryB
Young and tall and very handsomeT
Who one morning in the Spring timeU
Came to buy her father's arrowsH
Lingered long about the doorwayS
Sat and rested in the wigwamO
Looking back as he departedG
She had heard her father praise himC
Praise his courage and his wisdomT
Would he come again for arrowsH
To the Falls of MinnehahaJ
On the mat her hands lay idleV
And her eyes were very dreamyB
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Through their thoughts they heard a footstepW
Heard a rustling in the branchesH
And with glowing cheek and foreheadG
With the deer upon his shouldersH
Suddenly from out the woodlandsH
Hiawatha stood before themX
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Straight the ancient Arrow makerK
Looked up gravely from his laborK
Laid aside the unfinished arrowG
Bade him enter at the doorwayS
Saying as he rose to meet himC
'Hiawatha you are welcome '-
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At the feet of Laughing WaterK
Hiawatha laid his burdenB
Threw the red deer from his shouldersH
And the maiden looked up at himC
Looked up from her mat of rushesH
Said with gentle look and accentG
'You are welcome Hiawatha '-
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Very spacious was the wigwamO
Made of deer skins dressed and whitenedG
With the Gods of the DacotahsH
Drawn and painted on its curtainsH
And so tall the doorway hardlyB
Hiawatha stooped to enterK
Hardly touched his eagle feathersH
As he entered at the doorwayS
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Then uprose the Laughing WaterK
From the ground fair MinnehahaJ
Laid aside her mat unfinishedG
Brought forth food and set before themX
Water brought them from the brookletG
Gave them food in earthen vesselsH
Gave them drink in bowls of bass woodG
Listened while the guest was speakingI
Listened while her father answeredG
But not once her lips she openedG
Not a single word she utteredG
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Yes as in a dream she listenedG
To the words of HiawathaF
As he talked of old NokomisH
Who had nursed him in his childhoodG
As he told of his companionsH
Chibiabos the musicianB
And the very strong man KwasindG
And of happiness and plentyG
In the land of the OjibwaysH
In the pleasant land and peacefulV
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'After many years of warfareR
Many years of strife and bloodshedG
There is peace between the OjibwaysH
And the tribe of the Dacotahs '-
Thus continued HiawathaF
And then added speaking slowlyG
'That this peace may last foreverK
And our hands be clasped more closelyG
And our hearts be more unitedG
Give me as my wife this maidenB
Minnehaha Laughing WaterK
Loveliest of Dacotah womenB
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And the ancient Arrow makerK
Paused a moment ere he answeredG
Smoked a little while in silenceH
Looked at Hiawatha proudlyG
Fondly looked at Laughing WaterK
And made answer very gravelyG
'Yes if Minnehaha wishesH
Let your heart speak Minnehaha '-
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And the lovely Laughing WaterK
Seemed more lovely as she stood thereR
Neither willing nor reluctantG
As she went to HiawathaF
Softly took the seat beside himC
While she said and blushed to say itG
'I will follow you my husband '-
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This was Hiawatha's wooingI
Thus it was he won the daughterK
Of the ancient Arrow makerK
In the land of the DacotahsH
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From the wigwam he departedG
Leading with him Laughing WaterK
Hand in hand they went togetherK
Through the woodland and the meadowG
Left the old man standing lonelyG
At the doorway of his wigwamO
Heard the Falls of MinnehahaJ
Calling to them from the distanceH
Crying to them from afar offY
'Fare thee well O Minnehaha '-
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And the ancient Arrow makerK
Turned again unto his laborK
Sat down by his sunny doorwayS
Murmuring to himself and sayingI
'Thus it is our daughters leave usH
Those we love and those who love usH
Just when they have learned to help usH
When we are old and lean upon themX
Comes a youth with flaunting feathersH
With his flute of reeds a strangerK
Wanders piping through the villageZ
Beckons to the fairest maidenB
And she follows where he leads herK
Leaving all things for the stranger '-
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Pleasant was the journey homewardG
Through interminable forestsH
Over meadow over mountainB
Over river hill and hollowG
Short it seemed to HiawathaF
Though they journeyed very slowlyG
Though his pace he checked and slackenedG
To the steps of Laughing WaterK
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Over wide and rushing riversH
In his arms he bore the maidenB
Light he thought her as a featherK
As the plume upon his head gearA2
Cleared the tangled pathway for herK
Bent aside the swaying branchesH
Made at night a lodge of branchesH
And a bed with boughs of hemlockB2
And a fire before the doorwayS
With the dry cones of the pine treeG
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All the travelling winds went with themX
O'er the meadows through the forestG
All the stars of night looked at themX
Watched with sleG

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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