To The Driving Cloud Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAACADA EACAFGAABAHIB JDKLCAAMNDI AAOLPAOADADQAAARIAGloomy and dark art thou O chief of the mighty Omahas | A |
Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud whose name thou hast taken | B |
Wrapt in thy scarlet blanket I see thee stalk through the city's | A |
Narrow and populous streets as once by the margin of rivers | A |
Stalked those birds unknown that have left us only their | C |
footprints | A |
What in a few short years will remain of thy race but the | D |
footprints | A |
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How canst thou walk these streets who hast trod the green turf | E |
of the prairies | A |
How canst thou breathe this air who hast breathed the sweet air | C |
of the mountains | A |
Ah 't is in vain that with lordly looks of disdain thou dost | F |
challenge | G |
Looks of disdain in return and question these walls and these | A |
pavements | A |
Claiming the soil for thy hunting grounds while down trodden | B |
millions | A |
Starve in the garrets of Europe and cry from its caverns that | H |
they too | I |
Have been created heirs of the earth and claim its division | B |
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Back then back to thy woods in the regions west of the Wabash | J |
There as a monarch thou reignest In autumn the leaves of the | D |
maple | K |
Pave the floors of thy palace halls with gold and in summer | L |
Pine trees waft through its chambers the odorous breath of their | C |
branches | A |
There thou art strong and great a hero a tamer of horses | A |
There thou chasest the stately stag on the banks of the Elkhorn | M |
Or by the roar of the Running Water or where the Omaha | N |
Calls thee and leaps through the wild ravine like a brave of the | D |
Blackfeet | I |
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Hark what murmurs arise from the heart of those mountainous | A |
deserts | A |
Is it the cry of the Foxes and Crows or the mighty Behemoth | O |
Who unharmed on his tusks once caught the bolts of the thunder | L |
And now lurks in his lair to destroy the race of the red man | P |
Far more fatal to thee and thy race than the Crows and the Foxes | A |
Far more fatal to thee and thy race than the tread of Behemoth | O |
Lo the big thunder canoe that steadily breasts the Missouri's | A |
Merciless current and yonder afar on the prairies the | D |
camp fires | A |
Gleam through the night and the cloud of dust in the gray of the | D |
daybreak | Q |
Marks not the buffalo's track nor the Mandan's dexterous | A |
horse race | A |
It is a caravan whitening the desert where dwell the Camanches | A |
Ha how the breath of these Saxons and Celts like the blast of | R |
the east wind | I |
Drifts evermore to the west the scanty smokes of thy wigwams | A |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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