Red Rock Camp Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCC DDEE FFGD HHII DDJJ KKGG LLAA MNOO PPQQ PPRR GGSS TUVV WWDD XXYY KKZZ A2A2B2B2 RRGG C2C2D2D2 E2RVVHHA TALE OF EARLY COLORADO | A |
My simple story is of those times ere the magic power of steam | B |
First whirled the traveller o er the plains with the swiftness of a dream | B |
Reducing to a few days time the journey of many a week | C |
That fell of old to the miner s lot ere he sighted tall Pikes Peak | C |
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Neath liquid sunshine filling the air mid masses of wild flowers gay | D |
A prairie waggon followed the track that led o er the plains away | D |
And most of those neath its canvas roof were of lawless type and rude | E |
Miners broad chested and strongly built a reckless gold seeking brood | E |
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Yet two of the number surely seemed most strangely out of place | F |
A girl with fragile graceful form shy look and beauteous face | F |
One who had wrought out the old old tale left her home and friends for aye | G |
Braved family frowns and strangers smiles love s promptings to obey | D |
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And the lover husband at her side no miner rough was he | H |
If we may believe the shapely hands as a woman s fair to see | H |
But his tall lithe form so strongly knit firm mouth and look of pride | I |
Told of iron will resolved to win a home for his darling bride | I |
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Tender he was but the plains were vast toilsome and tedious the way | D |
Developing soon the fever germs that within her latent lay | D |
And daily the velvet azure eyes with a brighter lustre burned | J |
And the hectic flush of the waxen cheek to a deeper carmine turned | J |
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Oh dread was the time neath that canvas close when she bravely fought for breath | K |
Fire in her veins while panting came each laboring painful breath | K |
At length one eve she clasped his neck with a wild and wailing cry | G |
O darling lay me on God s green earth neath his sun bright clouds to die | G |
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Mutely the bridegroom caught her up after that touching appeal | L |
Why refuse her prayer when on her brow was already set death s seal | L |
To proffered help and rough words of hope to protests whispered low | A |
He murmured Leave us go on your way Comrades it must be so | A |
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Then in the eyes of those reckless men bright tears were glistening seen | M |
For in their rugged though willing way most kindly had they been | N |
No selfish fears of sickness dire had they shown by look or word | O |
For whate er of good dwelt within each heart that helpless girl had stirred | O |
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They raised a tent and from their stores they brought the very best | P |
Whisp ring of speedy help to come as each clammy hand they pressed | P |
Nay friends he said with a short sharp laugh more painful than sob to hear | Q |
No help send back for myself and wife must perforce both settle here | Q |
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Then he sat him down and placed her head on his aching throbbing breast | P |
While the sweeping rush of the prairie winds seemed to bring relief and rest | P |
And her dim eye watched without a shade of regret or passing pain | R |
The receding waggon soon a speck on the wide and boundless plain | R |
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O Will on your true and tender heart happy and calm I die | G |
For I know our lives though severed here will be joined again on high | G |
One kiss my husband loving and loved one clasp of thy strong kind hand | S |
One farewell look in thy mournful eyes ere I pass to the Spirit Land | S |
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But God what is this she wildly asks with hurried panting gasp | T |
Her fingers have touched a weapon of death in her husband s hand close clasped | U |
O surely you would not dare not go uncalled to your Maker s sight | V |
Wife when passes your spirit away mine too shall take its flight | V |
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It boots not to tell of the loving prayers that welled from that true wife s heart | W |
She sued with an angels holy power a woman s winning art | W |
Till that desp rate man with quick low sob his weapon tossed away | D |
And promised till came his Maker s call on this cheerless earth to stay | D |
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Then sunshine lit up her wan white face and brightened her failing eyes | X |
Enkindling upon her marble cheek the glow of the sunset skies | X |
Closer she nestled unto his breast with a smile of childlike bliss | Y |
Already a foretaste of yon bright Heaven is given me Will in this | Y |
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A little while and the lashes drooped unstirred by life s faint breath | K |
Whilst the sweet smile on the perfect lips was sealed for aye by Death | K |
With the second sunset he laid her in her lonely prairie grave | Z |
Then joined a passing miner s band that a friendly welcome gave | Z |
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But as time sped on all wond ring marked his silent lonely ways | A2 |
And the brooding nature recking naught for blame nor mirth nor praise | A2 |
At rudest tasks of the miner s toil with fevered zeal he wrought | B2 |
But to its tempting golden spoils he gave nor word nor thought | B2 |
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Soon want and toil and autumn rains brought fever in their train | R |
And Red Rock Camp resounded with delirious moans of pain | R |
And the healthy shrank from the fevered ones with hard unpitying eye | G |
And heeding but their selfish fears left the sick unnursed to die | G |
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Then unto the stranger in their midst new hope and vigor came | C2 |
Enkindled swift in that nature grand by charity s ardent flame | C2 |
He nursed the sick and buried the dead by the dying watched until | D2 |
The grateful miners blessed the chance that had brought them Parson Will | D2 |
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Twas thus they named him Health returned to the stricken camp again | E2 |
One victim more the fever claimed twas he nor grief nor pain | R |
Could be discerned in those patient eyes but they shone with a radiant light | V |
As he whispered Joy and gladness come close after the cold dark night | V |
A few short hours and from life s dull chain will my weary heart be free | H |
Then Angel Wife my promise kept I go to God and thee | H |
Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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