Canada To England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLGJMANG OJPQGJJJJ RJNSKT GUGVWJGXYJZJB GJGNA2B2C2D2JE2GF2

GONE are the days old Warrior of the SeasA
When thine armed head bent low to catch my voiceB
Caught but the plaintive sighings of my woodsC
And the wild roar of rock dividing streamsD
And the loud bellow of my cataractsE
Bridged with the seven splendours of the bowF
When Nature was a Samson yet unshornG
Filling the land with solitary mightH
Or as the Angel of the ApocalypseI
One foot upon the primeval bowered landJ
One foot upon the white mane of the seaK
My voice but faintly swelled the ebb and flowL
Of the wild tides and storms that beat uponG
Thy rocky girdle loud shrieking from the IndJ
Ambrosial breathing furies from the northM
Thundering with Arctic bellows groans of seasA
Rising from tombs of ice disrupted byN
The magic kisses of the wide eyed sunG
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The times have won a change Nature no moreO
Lords it alone and binds the lonely landJ
A serf to tongueless solitudes but Nature's selfP
Is led glad captive in light fetters richQ
As music sounding silver can adornG
And man has forged them and our silent GodJ
Behind His flaming worlds smiles on the deedJ
'Man hath dominion' words of primal mightJ
'Man hath dominion' thus the words of GodJ
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If destiny is writ on night's dusk scrollR
Then youngest stars are dropping from the handJ
Of the Creator sowing on the skyN
My name in seeds of light Ages will watchS
Those seeds expand to suns such as the treeK
Bears on its boughs which grows in ParadiseT
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How sounds my voice my warrior kinsman nowG
Sounds it not like to thine in lusty youthU
A world possessing shout of busy menG
Veined with the clang of trumpets and the noiseV
Of those who make them ready for the strifeW
And in the making ready bruise its headJ
Sounds it not like to thine the whispering vineG
The robe of summer rustling thro' the fieldsX
The lowing of the cattle in the meadsY
The sound of Commerce and the music setJ
Flame brightened step of Art in stately hallsZ
All the infinity of notes which chordJ
The diapason of a Nation's voiceB
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My infants' tongues lisp word for word with thineG
We worship wed and die and God is namedJ
That way ye name Him strong bond betweenG
Two mighty lands when as one mingled cryN
As of one voice Jehovah turns to hearA2
The bonds between us are no subtle linksB2
Of subtle minds binding in close embraceC2
Half struggling for release two alien landsD2
But God's own seal of kindred which to burstJ
Were but to dash his benediction fromE2
Our brows 'Who loveth not his kinG
Whose face and voice are his how shall he loveF2
God whom he hath not seen '-

Isabella Valancy Crawford



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