Tecumthe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDDC EEFBBG HHBIIB JJKEEK LLBCCB BBJMMJ NNMBBM OOPQQP RSTBBU VVCWWC XXYZZY A2A2B2FC2B2 QQMD2D2M E2F2KG2G2H2 LLI2D2D2I2 A2A2BJ2J2B QQK2L2BBL2 ZM2BN2N2B O2O2P2GGP2 KKBBBB P2P2KQ2A2H2 P2P2P2R2S2P2 BBA2P2P2A2 T2T2GP2P2G A2A2P2U2V2P2 P2P2N2CCW2 P2P2A2X2X2A2 P2P2Y2P2P2Y2 P2P2BP2P2B

From the GlobeA
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October's leaf was sereB
The day was dark and drearB
Wild war was loosed in rage o'er our quiet country thenC
When at Moravian townD
Where the little Thames flows downD
In the net of battle caught was Proctor and his menC
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Caught in an evil plightE
When he'd rather march than fightE
Every bit of British pluck and resolution goneF
And sternly standing nearB
As a British brigadierB
Stood Tecumthe our ally the forests' bravest sonG
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A prince a leader bornH
His dark eye flashed with scornH
He said My father listen there's rumours from afarB
Of mishaps and mistakesI
Of disasters on the lakesI
My father need not hide the mischances of the warB
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My braves have set their feetJ
Where two great rivers meetJ
We went upon the war path we raised the battle songK
We met in deadly fightE
The Yengees in their mightE
Till the waters of the Wabash dyed crimson flowed alongK
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They ask us in their prideL
To idly stand asideL
To be false to our allies and neutral in this warB
They think that Indian menC
Will never think againC
Of wrongs by Yengee spoilers how false their treaties areB
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Allies both firm and trueB
For our Father's sake to youB
Our Great Father round whose throne the mighty waters meetJ
When din of battle's highM
Only coward curs will flyM
It is not Shawnee braves show foes their flying feetJ
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This is insolence to meN
Said Proctor bitterlyN
But a paltry leader said the brave red skinned allyM
We stand in hopeless frayB
To meet defeat todayB
A shadow falls around me my fate is drawing nighM
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High hearted Indian chiefO
No thought of fear or griefO
Stilled the swellings of his heart tamed the lightning of his glanceP
Without lordship without landQ
Lord alone of his right handQ
Of a heart that never beat retreat when duty said advanceP
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He had looked on battle oftR
Now his eagle glance grew softS
And who can tell what sights his prophetic vision sawT
Events were drawing nearB
And he was a mighty seerB
Even greater than the prophet the grim ElskwatawaU
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For in a waking dreamV
He saw forest vale and streamV
Which by force or fraud the white race wrung from doomed red menC
Old things are passed he saidW
No blood that can be shedW
Will ever give us back our broad hunting grounds againC
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Over the burial moundX
Over the hunting groundX
Over the forest wigwam the greedy white wave flowsY
In treachery or wrathZ
They sweep us from their pathZ
Backward and ever backward beyond Sierra snowsY
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We tried to stem the waveA2
We have been bold and braveA2
We held the losing cause the Great Spirit hid his faceB2
Our nation's place is goneF
The white wave will roll onC2
Until from sea to sea we have no abiding placeB2
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Although we do not standQ
To do battle for our landQ
The allies that we fight for though white men do not lieM
Their foes are ours stand fastD2
This fight shall be my lastD2
'Tis fitting on the war path the Shawnee chief should dieM
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Where we have pitched our campE2
Red blood shall dye the swampF2
The battle to the swift the victory to the strongK
But be it as it willG2
My braves shall vanish stillG2
Slain by pale face customs snared by their treacherous tongueH2
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He turned where in their prideL
Stood his warriors by his sideL
For them to morrow's sun might shine to morrow's breezes blowI2
But Tecumthe's lot is castD2
This fight shall be his lastD2
And they will do my wish he said when I am lying lowI2
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Wyandot's chieftain graveA2
Young and lithe hold and braveA2
Stood by Tecumthe waiting the beginning of the frayB
Tecumthe silence brokeJ2
And thus to him he spokeJ2
My brother from this onset I'll never come awayB
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This scarf of crimson grandQ
By brave Sir Isaac's handQ
Was bound round me with praise when his heart towardsK2
me was stirredL2
I belt it around youB
My brother brave and trueB
Think about Tecumthe and remember his last wordL2
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When on the red war pathZ
War fiercely to the deathM2
Be pitiful and tender to the helpless and the fairB
I fought have many slainN2
But not a single stainN2
Of blood of maids or children dims the good sword I wearB
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Brother a forest maidO2
Within my wigwam stayedO2
She is called before me far beyond the glowing westP2
This battle lost or wonG
You'll take my little sonG
Train him a Shawnee brave let him be in deer skin drestP2
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When grown a warrior strongK
To feel his nation's wrongK
When he is fierce in battle and wise in council fireB
Worthy my sword to wearB
Then with a father's careB
Let thy hand belt upon him the good sword of his sireB
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Tell him I lived and foughtP2
For my nation and had notP2
A thought but for their good on resentment for their wrongK
Nor ever wished to haveQ2
Any gift the pale face gaveA2
Nor learned a single word of the fatal pale face tongueH2
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'Tell him he is the lastP2
Of a race great in the pastP2
Before the foot of white men had stepped upon our strandP2
And if fate will not giveR2
Any place where they may liveS2
Let him die among his people and for his people's landP2
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'I strip this coat off hereB
Of a British BrigadierB
It is a costly garment with gold lace grand and braveA2
The Shawnee chief is bestP2
In shirt of deerskin drestP2
Not in pale face gift they'll find me who lay me in the graveA2
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I have lost all but lifeT2
To meet in mortal strifeT2
To kill many that the white squaws weep as ours have doneG
To lie among the deadP2
With garments bloody redP2
And go to happy hunting grounds beyond the setting sunG
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'This will be Wyandot braveA2
You'll give to me a graveA2
In dimness of the forest in earth my mother's breastP2
Each tall tree a sentinelU2
Will guard the secret wellV2
Of where you laid Tecumthe down to his lasting rest'P2
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After the fatal fightP2
The strife became a flightP2
They found the chief Tecumthe lying still among the slainN2
Never to fight againC
Ah little recked he thenC
That dastard white men outraged his body to their shameW2
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After the headlong flightP2
In the dark dead of nightP2
They came from further outrage his loved remains to saveA2
Within the forest deepX2
They laid him down to sleepX2
And the forest guards the secret no man knows his graveA2
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Our land our pride and boastP2
Spreads now from coast to coastP2
Stands up a great Dominion among the ruling powersY2
For us this chieftain foughtP2
An ally unbribed unboughtP2
We guard his name and fame in this Canada of oursY2
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We have grown strong and boldP2
Able to have and holdP2
Our allies the red men are cared for with our careB
East or in the wild Nor westP2
In peace they hunt or restP2
No man their lands may covet because they're broad and fairB

Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)



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