Quebec. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACCBCB DEEDFFEFE GHHG IIHIH JKKJLLKLK MNNMOONON PQQPPPQPQ RSSRPPSPS PTTPUUTUP VRRVPPRPW PPPPXXPXP PYYPZZYZY A2PPA2AAPAP PQQPB2B2QB2Q C2PPC2D2E2PD2P PF2F2PG2G2F2PF2 PUUPH2H2UH2UO fortress city bathed by streams | A |
Majestic as thy memories great | B |
Where mountains floods and forests mate | B |
The grandeur of the glorious dreams | A |
Born of the hero hearts who died | C |
In founding here an Empire's pride | C |
Prosperity attend thy fate | B |
And happiness in thee abide | C |
Pair Canada's strong tower and gate | B |
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May Envy that against thy might | D |
Dashed hostile hosts to surge and break | E |
Bring Commerce emulous to make | E |
Thy people share her fruitful fight | D |
In filling argosies with store | F |
Of grain and timber and each ore | F |
And all a continent can shake | E |
Into thy lap till more and more | F |
Thy praise in distant worlds awake | E |
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Who hath not known delight whose feet | G |
Have paced thy streets or terrace way | H |
From rampart sod or bastion grey | H |
Hath marked thy sea like river greet | G |
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The bright and peopled banks which shine | I |
In front of the far mountain's line | I |
Thy glittering roofs below the play | H |
Of currents where the ships entwine | I |
Their spars or laden pass away | H |
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As we who joyously once rode | J |
Past guarded gates to trumpet sound | K |
Along the devious ways that wound | K |
O'er drawbridges through moats and showed | J |
The vast St Lawrence flowing belt | L |
The Orleans Isle and sea ward melt | L |
Then by old walls with cannon crowned | K |
Down stair like streets to where we felt | L |
The salt winds blown o'er meadow ground | K |
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Where flows the Charles past wharf and dock | M |
And Learning from Laval looks down | N |
And quiet convents grace the town | N |
There swift to meet the battle shock | M |
Montcalm rushed on and eddying back | O |
Red slaughter marked the bridge's track | O |
See now the shores with lumber brown | N |
And girt with happy lands which lack | O |
No loveliness of Summer's crown | N |
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Quaint hamlet alleys border filled | P |
With purple lilacs poplars tall | Q |
Where flits the yellow bird and fall | Q |
The deep eave shadows There when tilled | P |
The peasant's field or garden bed | P |
He rests content if o'er his head | P |
From silver spires the church bells call | Q |
To gorgeous shrines and prayers that gild | P |
The simple hopes and lives of all | Q |
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Winter is mocked by garbs of green | R |
Worn by the copses flaked with snow | S |
White spikes and balls of bloom that blow | S |
In hedgerows deep and cattle seen | R |
In meadows spangled thick with gold | P |
And globes where lovers' fates are told | P |
Around the red doored houses low | S |
While rising o'er them fold on fold | P |
The distant hills in azure glow | S |
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Oft in the woods we long delayed | P |
When hours were minutes all too brief | T |
For Nature knew no sound of grief | T |
But overhead the breezes played | P |
And in the dank grass at our knee | U |
Shone pearls of our green forest sea | U |
The star white flowers of triple leaf | T |
Which love around the brooks to be | U |
Within the birch and maple shade | P |
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At times we passed some fairy mere | V |
Embosomed in the leafy screen | R |
And streaked with tints of heaven's sheen | R |
Where'er the water's surface clear | V |
Bore not the hues of verdant light | P |
From myriad boughs on mountain height | P |
Or near the shadowed banks were seen | R |
The sparkles that in circlets bright | P |
Told where the fishes' feast had been | W |
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And when afar the forests flushed | P |
In falling swathes of fire there soared | P |
Dark clouds where muttering thunder roared | P |
And mounting vapours lurid rushed | P |
While a metallic lustre flew | X |
Upon the vivid verdure's hue | X |
Before the blasts and rain forth poured | P |
And slow o'er mighty landscapes drew | X |
The grandest pageant of the Lord | P |
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The threatening march of flashing cloud | P |
With tumults of embattled air | Y |
Blest conflicts for the good they bear | Y |
A century has God allowed | P |
None other since the days He gave | Z |
Unequal fortune to the brave | Z |
Comrades in death you live to share | Y |
An equal honour for your grave | Z |
Bade Enmity take Love as heir | Y |
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We watched when gone day's quivering haze | A2 |
The loops of plunging foam that beat | P |
The rocks at Montmorenci's feet | P |
Stab the deep gloom with moonlit rays | A2 |
Or from the fortress saw the streams | A |
Sweep swiftly o'er the pillared beams | A |
White shone the roofs and anchored fleet | P |
And grassy slopes where nod in dreams | A |
Pale hosts of sleeping Marguerite | P |
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Or when the dazzling Frost King mailed | P |
Would clasp the wilful waterfall | Q |
Fast leaping to her snowy hall | Q |
She fled and where her rainbows hailed | P |
Her freedom painting all her home | B2 |
We climbed her spray built palace dome | B2 |
Shot down the radiant glassy wall | Q |
Until we reached the snowdrift foam | B2 |
As shoots to waves some meteor ball | Q |
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Then homeward hearing song or tale | C2 |
With chime of harness bells we sped | P |
Above the frozen river bed | P |
The city through a misty veil | C2 |
Gleamed from her cape where sunset fire | D2 |
Touched louvre and cathedral spire | E2 |
Bathed ice and snow a rosy red | P |
So beautiful that men's desire | D2 |
For May time's rival wonders fled | P |
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What glories hath this gracious land | P |
Fit home for many a hardy race | F2 |
Where liberty has broadest base | F2 |
And labour honours every hand | P |
Throughout her triply thousand miles | G2 |
The sun upon each season smiles | G2 |
And every man has scope and space | F2 |
And kindliness from strand to strand | P |
Alone is born to right of place | F2 |
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Such were our memories May they yet | P |
Be shared by others sent to be | U |
Signs of the union of the free | U |
And kindred peoples God hath set | P |
O'er famous isles and fertile zones | H2 |
Of continents Or if new thrones | H2 |
And mighty States arise may He | U |
Whose potent hand yon river owns | H2 |
Smooth their great future's shrouded Sea | U |
John Campbell
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