The Truce Of The Bear Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD DDAA EEFF GGHH IIDD GGJJ KKLL AAKK MMNI LLII OOPP GI QRSS DI| Yearly with tent and rifle our careless white men go | A |
| By the Pass called Muttianee to shoot in the vale below | A |
| Yearly by Muttianee he follows our white men in | B |
| Matun the old blind beggar bandaged from brow to chin | B |
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| Eyeless noseless and lipless toothless broken of speech | C |
| Seeking a dole at the doorway he mumbles his tale to each | C |
| Over and over the story ending as he began | D |
| quot Make ye no truce with Adam zad the Bear that walks like a Man | D |
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| quot There was a flint in my musket pricked and primed was the pan | D |
| When I went hunting Adam zad the Bear that stands like a Man | D |
| I looked my last on the timber I looked my last on the snow | A |
| When I went hunting Adam zad fifty summers ago | A |
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| quot I knew his times and his seasons as he knew mine that fed | E |
| By night in the ripened maizefield and robbed my house of bread | E |
| I knew his strength and cunning as he knew mine that crept | F |
| At dawn to the crowded goat pens and plundered while I slept | F |
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| quot Up from his stony playground down from his well digged lair | G |
| Out on the naked ridges ran Adam zad the Bear | G |
| Groaning grunting and roaring heavy with stolen meals | H |
| Two long marches to northward and I was at his heels | H |
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| quot Two long marches to northward at the fall of the second night | I |
| I came on mine enemy Adam zad all panting from his flight | I |
| There was a charge in the musket pricked and primed was the pan | D |
| My finger crooked on the trigger when he reared up like a man | D |
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| quot Horrible hairy human with paws like hands in prayer | G |
| Making his supplication rose Adam zad the Bear | G |
| I looked at the swaying shoulders at the paunch's swag and swing | J |
| And my heart was touched with pity for the monstrous pleading thing | J |
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| quot Touched witth pity and wonder I did not fire then | K |
| I have looked no more on women I have walked no more with men | K |
| Nearer he tottered and nearer with paws like hands that pray | L |
| From brow to jaw that steel shod paw it ripped my face away | L |
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| quot Sudden silent and savage searing as flame the blow | A |
| Faceless I fell before his feet fifty summers ago | A |
| I heard him grunt and chuckle I heard him pass to his den | K |
| He left me blind to the darkened years and the little mercy of men | K |
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| quot Now ye go down in the morning with guns of the newer style | M |
| That load I have felt in the middle and range I have heard a mile | M |
| Luck to the white man's rifle that shoots so fast and true | N |
| But pay and I lift my bandage and show what the Bear can do quot | I |
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| Flesh like slag in the furnace knobbed and withered and grey | L |
| Matun the old blind beggar he gives good worth for his pay | L |
| quot Rouse him at noon in the bushes follow and press him hard | I |
| Not for his ragings and roarings flinch ye from Adam zad | I |
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| quot But pay and I put back the bandage this is the time to fear | O |
| When he stands up like a tired man tottering near and near | O |
| When he stands up as pleading in wavering man brute guise | P |
| When he veils the hate and cunning of his little swinish eyes | P |
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| quot When he shows as seeking quarter with paws like hands in prayer | G |
| That is the time of peril the time of the Truce of the Bear quot | I |
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| Eyeless noseless and lipless asking a dole at the door | Q |
| Matun the old blind beggar he tells it o'er and o'er | R |
| Fumbling and feeling the rifles warming his hands at the flame | S |
| Hearing our careless white men talk of the morrow's game | S |
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| Over and over the story ending as he began | D |
| quot There is no trnce with Adam zad the Bear that looks like a Man quot | I |
Rudyard Kipling
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