Hunters And Trappers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEE FGHH AAII JJAA KCLL MMJJ AANN BCOO PPQQ RRSS TTUU| Two hunters near to Hudson Bay | A |
| Their names John Grant and Tom McKay | A |
| Their skill and courage naught could daunt | B |
| The boldest one perhaps was Grant | C |
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| The winter was their busy time | D |
| When all was snow and frost and rime | D |
| It paid best then to pull trigger | E |
| For then furs were better thicker | E |
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| While setting trap Grant cut through boot | F |
| And quick the blood gushed from his foot | G |
| The horrid scene now who can paint | H |
| For loss of blood soon makes him faint | H |
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| But his kind partner Tom McKay | A |
| The rush of blood he tried to stay | A |
| And when its flow did somewhat slack | I |
| He carried him upon his back | I |
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| As homeward he doth slowly go | J |
| A track of blood is o'er the snow | J |
| But long and weary is the way | A |
| And soon exhausted is McKay | A |
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| He feels assistance he doth want | K |
| For to rescue his dear friend Grant | C |
| He stood him up against a tree | L |
| While the blood yet flowed quite free | L |
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| Now wolves had visited the trap | M |
| And blood from snow they eager lap | M |
| Then tracked poor Grant for on the snow | J |
| The blood in heavy drops did flow | J |
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| He soon got help then John McKay | A |
| Doth hurry back without delay | A |
| And what a sight then met their gaze | N |
| Filled them with horror and amaze | N |
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| The sight their minds will ever haunt | B |
| Mangled by wolves was their friend Grant | C |
| But round him several wolves were slain | O |
| With bullet holes right through their brain | O |
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| For he had fought hard for his life | P |
| And some he slew with hunting knife | P |
| And he is still quite surrounded | Q |
| While fierce brutes are badly wounded | Q |
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| Now clubs doth soon dash out their brains | R |
| And then they gather Grant's remains | R |
| They cut two saplings both same size | S |
| With twigs they lace them acrosswise | S |
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| So it then made for the poor dead | T |
| A good soft and pliable bed | T |
| Now to his home remains they bear | U |
| Where his poor wife is in despair | U |
James Mcintyre
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