The Iroquois Side Of The Story Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I an Iroquois braveA
Speak from my forest graveA
Where by Utawa's waveA
I sleep in gloryB
Listen pale faces thenC
Let years roll back againC
While of Iroquois menC
I tell the storyB
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We were the foremost raceD
That roamed the forest spaceD
None stood before our faceD
Rousing our fierce wrathE
By Stadacona's steepF
Where Santee's waters sleepF
Prairie broad valley deepF
Have been our war pathE
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Eries by inland seasG
Mountain bred CherokeesG
Of us HodenosauneesG
With fear grew franticH
Feared us who made their homeI
Under the pinetrees loneJ
Where the winds lash to foamI
The wild AtlanticH
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Tribute from east and westK
Of what we loved the bestK
Wampum belt necklace drestK
Gladly they grant usG
White men can wisely tellL
How we fought how we fellL
None could our glory quellL
No tribe could daunt usG
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Eagles for swiftness weB
Panthers for subtletyB
Wise when in counsel freeB
We took our stationsG
Where was the tribe so braveA
Whose war craft could them saveA
From being conquered slaveA
Of the Six NationsG
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Wah we all heard the newsG
Of the winged war canoesG
Swift as the wild sea mewsG
Objects of wonderM
Spreading their white wings wideK
Breasting the mighty tideK
Black lips from out their sideK
Spoke lofty thunderM
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Upward their way they steerN
Swifter than swimming deerN
Furled they their white wings nearN
Green HochelagaH
We heard their name and fameO
Sweeping like forest flameO
To our great lodge it cameO
In fair OnondagaH
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Shy on their native strandK
The mild Algonquins standK
And gave the heart's right handK
To the white strangerM
With speech and gesture fairP
Gave a free welcome thereP
Proud they to spare and shareP
Fearing no dangerM
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Pale face and red man metK
Smoked they the CalumetK
And the peace feast was setK
For the pale facesG
All of sweet wild wood cheerN
Fish from the river clearN
Haunch of the antlered deerN
Feast the two racesG
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If peace and trust were slainQ
Whose the loss Whose the blameO
Let the white scribes explainQ
Our foes be our judgesG
They sat down as conquerorsG
Took the land took the fursG
Let the braves starve like cursG
Outside their lodgesG
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Vanished the hunter strongH
Stilled was the husking songH
No corn fields stretched alongH
In green HochelagaH
Like to the forest flameO
Devouring the white man cameO
Soon spread their evil fameO
To far OnondagaH
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Should we be pale face preyR
Fade like the mist awayR
Fiercely we turned to bayR
Not like the othersG
The mild Algonquin raceG
Melted before their faceG
Leaving a roomy placeG
For their white brothersG
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But we from sea to lakeH
Had made the wide earth shakeH
And braves like women quakeH
As they were drunkenS
We give our hunting groundsG
Give up our burial moundsG
Whimper like beaten houndsG
Like the AlgonquinT
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We of the forest freeB
Born into libertyB
We lords of all we seeB
In our own valleysG
Their chief across the wavesG
Asked for Iroquois bravesG
To be the chained slavesG
Of his war galleysG
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Should we the mighty thenC
We the Iroquois menC
Smoke the peace pipe with themU
With these maraudersG
No we the feared in strifeV
Hunted the precious lifeV
With the red scalping knifeV
Through all our bordersG
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If the fierce war whoop rungH
In the Iroquois tongueH
And the red warriors sprungH
On the pale facesG
Let then the guilt accursedB
Fall heaviest and worstB
On who raised the hatchet firstB
Of the two racesG
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In the sweet moon of leavesG
When birds the soft nest weavesG
And the free water heavesG
Beneath the blue heavensG
Upwards the white braves goH
Vowed to meet us foe to foeH
Landed at the wild Long SaultB
In the calm spring evenT
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Danlac their biggest braveA
Gathered a band to saveA
The rest from a bloody graveA
From our revengesG
Not for their own land theyR
Fought as they did that dayR
But to take ours awayR
And to have vengeanceG
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We vowed in warrior prideB
To rise a rushing tideB
And sweep the country wideB
With a death riddanceG
To burn their palisadesG
And to the forest gladesG
In change for Indian maidsG
Bear their white maidensG
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In painted plumed arrayR
Hot panting for the frayR
Our paddles beat the sprayR
Of the wild waterM
Shot through the rapids whiteB
The war cry of our mightB
Rose as we flashed in sightB
Eager for slaughterM
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Then scouting watchers runS
Then loud alarm of drumW
Shouts of The foe they comeW
Rung through the forestB
Then we three hundred strongH
Burning with sense of wrongH
Raised our loud battle songH
Sounding the onsetB
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From the old fort there brokeH
Volleying flame and smokeH
And the loud echoes wokeH
With pale face thunderM
And shot in torrents fellL
As if the hottest hellL
Of which the black robes tellL
Opened in wonderM
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Woe to the white race woeH
Wild we dashed at the foeH
Showering blow on blowH
On their defencesG
We with our bosoms bareP
Surged up against their lairP
They in a brave despairP
Behind their fencesG
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Belched out a fiery hailX
Like leaves in autumn paleX
Fell we before that galeX
In the death heapingH
Till the young grass grew redB
With the blood blanket spreadB
Under Iroquois deadB
In glory sleepingH
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Sank down the big round sunS
And the red fight was doneS
To be again begunS
In the grey dawningH
Remained there but twenty twoY
With whom we had to doY
Of that devoted fewY
For whom death was yawningH
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Charged we at the fort againC
Axes crashed through heart and brainQ
Heaps on heaps fell our slainQ
The red price payingH
We fell as leaves before the galeX
But of the faces paleX
None lived to tell the taleX
Of that grim slayingH
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The fort was taken at lastB
Blood and fire mingling fastB
Death's bitterness was pastB
For none were breathingH
Where lay our enemiesG
Side by side were swart alliesG
Brave and pale face mingled liesG
Christian and heathenS
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This feat of arms that gaveA
Unto these bravest braveA
Death and a bloody graveA
Is told in storyB
All the valour and the mightB
Of the pale face in the fightB
When the story's told arightB
We will share the gloryB

Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)



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