The Canoe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCC DEFFEDGGHHII JJJJKK LBBBBJJBBBJJ MNNO PGGPQQRR BSSBJJRR JJJJ JNNJ TUUT JRRJMy masters twain made me a bed | A |
Of pine boughs resinous and cedar | B |
Of moss a soft and gentle breeder | B |
Of dreams of rest and me they spread | A |
With furry skins and laughing said | A |
Now she shall lay her polish'd sides | C |
As queens do rest or dainty brides | C |
Our slender lady of the tides | C |
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My masters twain their camp soul lit | D |
Streamed incense from the hissing cones | E |
Large crimson flashes grew and whirl'd | F |
Thin golden nerves of sly light curl'd | F |
Round the dun camp and rose faint zones | E |
Half way about each grim bole knit | D |
Like a shy child that would bedeck | G |
With its soft clasp a Brave's red neck | G |
Yet sees the rough shield on his breast | H |
The awful plumes shake on his crest | H |
And fearful drops his timid face | I |
Nor dares complete the sweet embrace | I |
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Into the hollow hearts of brakes | J |
Yet warm from sides of does and stags | J |
Pass'd to the crisp dark river flags | J |
Sinuous red as copper snakes | J |
Sharp headed serpents made of light | K |
Glided and hid themselves in night | K |
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My masters twain the slaughtered deer | L |
Hung on fork'd boughs with thongs of leather | B |
Bound were his stiff slim feet together | B |
His eyes like dead stars cold and drear | B |
The wand'ring firelight drew near | B |
And laid its wide palm red and anxious | J |
On the sharp splendor of his branches | J |
On the white foam grown hard and sere | B |
On flank and shoulder | B |
Death hard as breast of granite boulder | B |
And under his lashes | J |
Peer'd thro' his eyes at his life's grey ashes | J |
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My masters twain sang songs that wove | M |
As they burnish'd hunting blade and rifle | N |
A golden thread with a cobweb trifle | N |
Loud of the chase and low of love | O |
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O Love art thou a silver fish | P |
Shy of the line and shy of gaffing | G |
Which we do follow fierce yet laughing | G |
Casting at thee the light wing'd wish | P |
And at the last shall we bring thee up | Q |
From the crystal darkness under the cup | Q |
Of lily folden | R |
On broad leaves golden | R |
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O Love art thou a silver deer | B |
Swift thy starr'd feet as wing of swallow | S |
While we with rushing arrows follow | S |
And at the last shall we draw near | B |
And over thy velvet neck cast thongs | J |
Woven of roses of stars of songs | J |
New chains all moulden | R |
Of rare gems olden | R |
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They hung the slaughter'd fish like swords | J |
On saplings slender like scimitars | J |
Bright and ruddied from new dead wars | J |
Blaz'd in the light the scaly hordes | J |
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They piled up boughs beneath the trees | J |
Of cedar web and green fir tassel | N |
Low did the pointed pine tops rustle | N |
The camp fire blush'd to the tender breeze | J |
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The hounds laid dew laps on the ground | T |
With needles of pine sweet soft and rusty | U |
Dream'd of the dead stag stout and lusty | U |
A bat by the red flames wove its round | T |
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The darkness built its wigwam walls | J |
Close round the camp and at its curtain | R |
Press'd shapes thin woven and uncertain | R |
As white locks of tall waterfalls | J |
Isabella Valancy Crawford
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