The Song Of Hiawatha Xx: The Famine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Oh the long and dreary WinterA
Oh the cold and cruel WinterA
Ever thicker thicker thickerA
Froze the ice on lake and riverA
Ever deeper deeper deeperA
Fell the snow o'er all the landscapeB
Fell the covering snow and driftedC
Through the forest round the villageD
Hardly from his buried wigwamE
Could the hunter force a passageD
With his mittens and his snow shoesF
Vainly walked he through the forestG
Sought for bird or beast and found noneH
Saw no track of deer or rabbitI
In the snow beheld no footprintsJ
In the ghastly gleaming forestG
Fell and could not rise from weaknessK
Perished there from cold and hungerA
Oh the famine and the feverA
Oh the wasting of the famineH
Oh the blasting of the feverA
Oh the wailing of the childrenH
Oh the anguish of the womenH
All the earth was sick and famishedL
Hungry was the air around themM
Hungry was the sky above themM
And the hungry stars in heavenH
Like the eyes of wolves glared at themM
Into Hiawatha's wigwamE
Came two other guests as silentN
As the ghosts were and as gloomyO
Waited not to be invitedC
Did not parley at the doorwayP
Sat there without word of welcomeQ
In the seat of Laughing WaterA
Looked with haggard eyes and hollowR
At the face of Laughing WaterA
And the foremost said 'Behold meO
I am Famine Bukadawin 'S
And the other said 'Behold meO
I am Fever Ahkosewin 'S
And the lovely MinnehahaT
Shuddered as they looked upon herA
Shuddered at the words they utteredU
Lay down on her bed in silenceV
Hid her face but made no answerA
Lay there trembling freezing burningW
At the looks they cast upon herA
At the fearful words they utteredU
Forth into the empty forestG
Rushed the maddened HiawathaX
In his heart was deadly sorrowR
In his face a stony firmnessK
On his brow the sweat of anguishY
Started but it froze and fell notZ
Wrapped in furs and armed for huntingW
With his mighty bow of ash treeO
With his quiver full of arrowsA2
With his mittens MinjekahwunH
Into the vast and vacant forestG
On his snow shoes strode he forwardU
'Gitche Manito the Mighty 'S
Cried he with his face upliftedB2
In that bitter hour of anguishY
'Give your children food O fatherA
Give us food or we must perishY
Give me food for MinnehahaT
For my dying Minnehaha 'S
Through the far resounding forestG
Through the forest vast and vacantN
Rang that cry of desolationH
But there came no other answerA
Than the echo of his cryingW
Than the echo of the woodlandsC2
'Minnehaha Minnehaha 'S
All day long roved HiawathaX
In that melancholy forestG
Through the shadow of whose thicketsD2
In the pleasant days of SummerA
Of that ne'er forgotten SummerA
He had brought his young wife homewardU
From the land of the DacotahsD2
When the birds sang in the thicketsD2
And the streamlets laughed and glistenedE2
And the air was full of fragranceD2
And the lovely Laughing WaterA
Said with voice that did not trembleF2
'I will follow you my husband 'S
In the wigwam with NokomisD2
With those gloomy guests that watched herA
With the Famine and the FeverA
She was lying the BelovedG2
She the dying MinnehahaT
'Hark ' she said 'I hear a rushingW
Hear a roaring and a rushingW
Hear the Falls of MinnehahaT
Calling to me from a distance 'S
'No my child ' said old NokomisD2
' T is the night wind in the pine trees 'S
'Look ' she said 'I see my fatherA
Standing lonely at his doorwayP
Beckoning to me from his wigwamE
In the land of the Dacotahs 'S
'No my child ' said old NokomisD2
' T is the smoke that waves and beckons 'S
'Ah ' said she 'the eyes of PaugukW
Glare upon me in the darknessD2
I can feel his icy fingersD2
Clasping mine amid the darknessD2
Hiawatha Hiawatha 'S
And the desolate HiawathaX
Far away amid the forestG
Miles away among the mountainsD2
Heard that sudden cry of anguishY
Heard the voice of MinnehahaT
Calling to him in the darknessD2
'Hiawatha Hiawatha 'S
Over snow fields waste and pathlessD2
Under snow encumbered branchesD2
Homeward hurried HiawathaX
Empty handed heavy heartedC
Heard Nokomis moaning wailingW
'Wahonowin WahonowinH
Would that I had perished for youH2
Would that I were dead as you areI2
Wahonowin Wahonowin 'S
And he rushed into the wigwamE
Saw the old Nokomis slowlyO
Rocking to and fro and moaningW
Saw his lovely MinnehahaT
Lying dead and cold before himJ2
And his bursting heart within himJ2
Uttered such a cry of anguishY
That the forest moaned and shudderedU
That the very stars in heavenH
Shook and trembled with his anguishY
Then he sat down still and speechlessD2
On the bed of MinnehahaT
At the feet of Laughing WaterA
At those willing feet that neverA
More would lightly run to meet himJ2
Never more would lightly followR
With both hands his face he coveredU
Seven long days and nights he sat thereK2
As if in a swoon he sat thereK2
Speechless motionless unconsciousD2
Of the daylight or the darknessD2
Then they buried MinnehahaT
In the snow a grave they made herA
In the forest deep and darksomeJ2
Underneath the moaning hemlocksD2
Clothed her in her richest garmentsD2
Wrapped her in her robes of ermineH
Covered her with snow like ermineH
Thus they buried MinnehahaT
And at night a fire was lightedC
On her grave four times was kindledL2
For her soul upon its journeyO
To the Islands of the BlessedM2
From his doorway HiawathaX
Saw it burning In the forestG
Lighting up the gloomy hemlocksD2
From his sleepless bed uprisingW
From the bed of MinnehahaT
Stood and watched it at the doorwayP
That it might not be extinguishedL
Might not leave her in the darknessD2
'Farewell ' said he 'MinnehahaT
Farewell O my Laughing WaterA
All my heart is buried with youH2
All my thoughts go onward with youH2
Come not back again to laborA
Come not back again to sufferA
Where the Famine and the FeverA
Wear the heart and waste the bodyO
Soon my task will be completedC
Soon your footsteps I shall followR
To the Islands of the BlessedM2
To the Kingdom of PonemahJ2
To the Land of the Hereafter 'S

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow



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