The Gramaphone At Fond-du-lac Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEE FFEE GGHH EEAA IIEE JJEE KKLL MMNN| Now Eddie Malone got a swell grammyfone to draw all the trade to his store | A |
| An' sez he Come along for a season of song which the like ye had niver before | A |
| Then Dogrib an' Slave an' Yellow knife brave an' Cree in his dinky canoe | B |
| Confluated near to see an' to hear Ed's grammyfone make its dayboo | C |
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| Then Ed turned the crank an' there on the bank they squatted like bumps on a log | D |
| For acres around there wasn't a sound not even the howl of a dog | D |
| When out of the horn there sudden was born such a marvellous elegant tone | E |
| An' then like a spell on that auddyence fell the voice of its first grammyfone | E |
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| Bad medicine cried Old Tom the One eyed an' made for to jump in the lake | F |
| But no one gave heed to his little stampede so he guessed he had made a mistake | F |
| Then Roll in the Mud a chief of the blood observed in choice Chippewayan | E |
| You've brought us canned beef an' it's now my belief that this here's a case of canned man | E |
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| Well though I'm not strong on the Dago in song that sure got me goin' for fair | G |
| There was Crusoe an' Scotty an' Ma'am Shoeman Hank an' Melber an' Bonchy was there | G |
| 'Twas silver an' gold an' sweetness untold to hear all them big guinneys sing | H |
| An' thick all around an' inhalin' the sound them Indians formed in a ring | H |
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| So solemn they sat an' they smoked an' they spat but their eyes sort o' glistened an' shone | E |
| Yet niver a word of approvin' occurred till that guy Harry Lauder came on | E |
| Then hunter of moose an' squaw an' papoose jest laughed till their stummicks was sore | A |
| Six times Eddie set back that record an' yet they hollered an' hollered for more | A |
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| I'll never forget that frame up you bet them caverns of sunset agleam | I |
| Them still peaks aglow them shadders below an' the lake like a petrified dream | I |
| The teepees that stood by the edge of the wood the evenin' star blinkin' alone | E |
| The peace an' the rest an' final an' best the music of Ed's grammyfone | E |
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| Then sudden an' clear there rang on my ear a song mighty simple an' old | J |
| Heart hungry an' high it thrilled to the sky all about silver threads in the gold | J |
| 'Twas tender to tears an' it brung back the years the mem'ries that hallow an' yearn | E |
| 'Twas home love an' joy 'twas the thought of my boy an' right there I vowed I'd return | E |
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| Big Four finger Jack was right at my back an' I saw with a kind o' surprise | K |
| He gazed at the lake with a heartful of ache an' the tears irrigated his eyes | K |
| An' sez he Cuss me pard but that there hits me hard I've a mother does nuthin' but wait | L |
| She's turned eighty three an' she's only got me an' I'm scared it'll soon be too late | L |
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| On Fond du lac's shore I'm hearin' once more that blessed old grammyfone play | M |
| The summer's all gone an' I'm still livin' on in the same old haphazardous way | M |
| Oh I cut out the booze an' with muscles an' thews I corralled all the coin to go back | N |
| But it wasn't to be he'd a mother you see so I sliped it to Four finger Jack | N |
Robert William Service
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