The Heart Of The Sourdough Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAA BBB CCC DDD EEE FFF GGG HHHThere where the mighty mountains bare their fangs unto the moon | A |
There where the sullen sun dogs glare in the snow bright bitter noon | A |
And the glacier glutted streams sweep down at the clarion call of June | A |
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There where the livid tundras keep their tryst with the tranquil snows | B |
There where the silences are spawned and the light of hell fire flows | B |
Into the bowl of the midnight sky violet amber and rose | B |
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There where the rapids churn and roar and the ice floes bellowing run | C |
Where the tortured twisted rivers of blood rush to the setting sun | C |
I've packed my kit and I'm going boys ere another day is done | C |
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I knew it would call or soon or late as it calls the whirring wings | D |
It's the olden lure it's the golden lure it's the lure of the timeless things | D |
And to night oh God of the trails untrod how it whines in my heart strings | D |
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I'm sick to death of your well groomed gods your make believe and your show | E |
I long for a whiff of bacon and beans a snug shakedown in the snow | E |
A trail to break and a life at stake and another bout with the foe | E |
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With the raw ribbed Wild that abhors all life the Wild that would crush and rend | F |
I have clinched and closed with the naked North I have learned to defy and defend | F |
Shoulder to shoulder we have fought it out yet the Wild must win in the end | F |
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I have flouted the Wild I have followed its lure fearless familiar alone | G |
By all that the battle means and makes I claim that land for mine own | G |
Yet the Wild must win and a day will come when I shall be overthrown | G |
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Then when as wolf dogs fight we've fought the lean wolf land and I | H |
Fought and bled till the snows are red under the reeling sky | H |
Even as lean wolf dog goes down will I go down and die | H |
Robert William Service
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