Canada Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBCC DEFEEGEGG HIHIIJIJJ EKEKKLKK MNMNNONOO OPOPPAPAA QRQRROROO SPTPPUPUU OVOVVWVWW KXKXXYXYY ZA2ZA2A2ZA2ZZ CB2CB2B2C2B2C2C2 PD2PD2D2E2D2F2E2 G2H2G2H2H2H2H2H2H2 PHPHHJHJJ OH2OH2H2PH2PP

Come now my Muse do thou inspire my penA
To sing with worthy strain my country's praiseB
But not to hide the faults within my kenA
By tricks of art or studied verbal mazeB
To play on him who reads with careless gazeB
To whom each thought upon a printed pageC
Is gospel truth nor e'er with wile betraysB
From this oh steer me clear nor let the rageC
Of prejudic'd and narrow minds my thoughts engageC
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Oh Canada the land where first I sawD
The blue of heav'n and bursting light of dayE
Where breezes warm and mild and breezes rawF
First o'er my boyhood's eager face did playE
As o'er the hills I stepp'd my joyful wayE
Held by a loving hand I went alongG
Thro' shelter'd wood or by some shaded bayE
And ever as I went I sang a songG
With sylvan joy amid a sylvan throngG
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For birds and bees and e'en the flowers did singH
Their cheerful songs with voices pure and sweetI
Their notes were silent yet those notes did bringH
A soothing balm amid a calm retreatI
Protected from the sun's relentless heatI
Oh wearied men could ye but once divineJ
The healing pow'r of some lone country seatI
You would not strive to drown your care in wineJ
Or vainly seek relief in any lustful lineJ
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But this is not a moralizing layE
Of Canada I sing and her aloneK
Her varied progress every passing dayE
Her faults for which in time she must atoneK
By nature's law in every clime and zoneK
Then what are the peculiar common claimsL
Our country has with nations larger grownK
And the superior things she classes as her ownK
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First let us take her climate who will notM
Say she is favour'd there o'er other landsN
The winter's cold indeed and summer's hotM
But in a robust health the native standsN
So keen to work with brain or use his handsN
Where let me ask between the distant polesO
Is there a clime so mod'rate in demandsN
Where men are not compell'd to live like molesO
Nor drop with heat on burning barren sandy knollsO
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A hardy energetic toilsome raceO
Is raised within this favourable climeP
In physical and mental power apaceO
With those of any land and any timeP
Save in the golden age that age of thought sublimeP
But what I mean is this that her own menA
Do act their parts they reason or they rhymeP
Within their bounds with keen far reaching kenA
For those who late have left the axe to wield the penA
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Yes left the axe whose skilful cleaving strokeQ
Hew'd out a home from 'mid the forest wildR
Where grew the maple and the lofty oakQ
Where liv'd the dusky colour'd forest childR
So sternly fierce in war in peace so mildR
Yes here the settler met with Nature's forceO
Quite unsubdued she look'd around and smil'dR
And seem'd to view with scorn the white man's courseO
Of labour slow but yet of wealth the only sourceO
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But still the patient white man plodded onS
He swung his axe and drove his horned teamP
At times he felt despair but soon 'twas goneT
And gladsome rays of hope would brightly gleamP
To cheer his path like light on darken'd streamP
Some saw their hopes fulfill'd some sank to restU
Amid their toil but sinking saw the beamP
Of brighter days to make their children blestU
And give a rich reward to ev'ry earnest guestU
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These latter gaz'd on fertile fields and sawO
The waving grain where stood the forest treeV
Where prowl'd the bear or wolf with hungry mawO
Howl'd in the settlers' ears so dismallyV
That children crouch'd near to their mother's kneeV
They saw instead of plain bark roof'd abodeW
A mansion wide the scene of youthful gleeV
And happy Age now resting on his roadW
To pay the debt his sinning kind so long hath ow'dW
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The organ or piano sounds its toneK
Where late in darkness cried the whip poor willX
Or gloomy owl's to whoo to whoo aloneK
Came from the glen or darkly wooded hillX
These sounds untaught and unimprov'd in skillX
All round where'er they look they see a changeY
By rolling lake by river mount or rillX
Wherever feet may walk or eyes may rangeY
There is a transformation pleasing new and strangeY
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Schools churches built in costly solid styleZ
Proclaim the fact that here a higher lifeA2
Is liv'd than that of seeking all the whileZ
For wealth and pow'r amid ignoble strifeA2
Degrading unto husband son or wifeA2
The scholar's light and blest religion's smileZ
Ennobles soothes and lends a joy to lifeA2
A pow'r which counteracts the trickster's wileZ
And blunts the edge of slander undeserv'd and vileZ
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From where the fierce Atlantic waters rageC
Unto the mild Pacific's fertile shoreB2
Small villages to cities rise and wageC
A steady war but not a war of goreB2
A friendly rivalry exists no moreB2
Save in the far North West where savage clanC2
Ungrateful rise and make a serious soreB2
Whose pains increas'd as eastward far it ranC2
And plac'd the British race beneath the Frenchman's banC2
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But quickly let us hope the time may comeP
When peacefully the British flag shall waveD2
And when the rebels' terrorizing drumP
Shall be as still as Kiel's rebel graveD2
O'er the wide land whose sides two oceans laveD2
When demagogues of party shall retireE2
Or curb their selfish zeal their land to saveD2
From factious feuds and savage rebel fireF2
And all that tends to raise the patriot's scorn and ireE2
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From ocean unto ocean runs a bandG2
A double band of hard and gleaming steelH2
It binds in one this fertile mighty landG2
In bonds which all should recognize and feelH2
If anxious to promote their country's wealH2
A bond which Nature's sympathetic lawH2
Should fasten on our hearts with solid sealH2
Which factious feuds should ne'er asunder drawH2
Nor wily traitors cut by selfish treason's sawH2
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The strange stupendous magic power of steamP
In works is great as fam'd Aladdin's ringH
It carries men o'er miles of land and streamP
And maketh loom and forge with labour singH
And o'er the land a busy air doth flingH
That fluid too that none can well defineJ
In active life hath wrought a wondrous thingH
It speeds our words with lightning flash or signJ
And maketh glorious light from midnight's darkness shineJ
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Then to our country's future we may gazeO
With gladden'd eyes and hearts with hope aglowH2
That our young country still its head will raiseO
And stand 'mid nations in the foremost rowH2
High honour'd there and honour'd not for showH2
For solid worth and lasting pow'r and fameP
Will be her portion if her footsteps goH2
In duty's path and if the ruddy flameP
Of honor shines within and keeps away all shameP

Thomas Frederick Young



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