Autumn Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFE GHGH IJIK LMLM NCONO PMPM QMQM FGFG RSRS TQTQ| In dreams of the night I hear the call | A |
| Of wild duck scudding across the lake | B |
| In dreams I see the old convent wall | A |
| Where Ottawa's waters surge and break | B |
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| But Hercule awakes me ere the sun | C |
| Has painted the eastern skies with gold | D |
| Hercule true knight of the rod and gun | C |
| As ever lived in the days of old | D |
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| 'Arise tho' the moon hangs high above | E |
| The sun will soon usher in the day | F |
| And the southerly wind that sportsmen love | E |
| is blowing across St Louis Bay ' | - |
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| The wind is moaning among the trees | G |
| Along the shore where the shadows lie | H |
| And faintly borne on the fresh'ning breeze | G |
| From yonder point comes the loon's wild cry | H |
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| Like diamonds flashing athwart the tide | I |
| The dancing moonbeams quiver and glow | J |
| As out on the deep we swiftly glide | I |
| To our distant Mecca Ile Perrot | K |
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| Ile Perrot far to the southward lies | L |
| Pointe Claire on the lee we leave behind | M |
| And eager we gaze with longing eyes | L |
| For faintest sign of the deadly 'blind' | M |
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| Past the point where Ottawa's current flows | N |
| A league from St Lawrence golden | C |
| sands | O |
| Out in the bay where the wild grass grows | N |
| We mark the spot where our ambush stands | O |
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| We enter it just as crimson flush | P |
| Of morn illumines the hills with light | M |
| And patiently wait the first mad rush | P |
| Of pinions soaring in airy flight | M |
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| A rustle of wings from over there | Q |
| Where all night long on watery bed | M |
| The flocks have slept and the morning air | Q |
| Rings with the messenger of lead | M |
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| Many a pilgrim from far away | F |
| Many a stranger from distant seas | G |
| Is dying to day on St Louis Bay | F |
| To requiem sung by the southern breeze | G |
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| And thus till the sound of the vesper bell | R |
| Comes stealing o'er Ottawa's dusky stream | S |
| And the ancient light house we know so well | R |
| Lights up the tide with its friendly gleam | S |
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| Then up with the anchor and ply the oar | T |
| For homeward again our course must bear | Q |
| Farewell to the 'blind' by Ile Perrot's shore | T |
| And welcome the harbor of old Pointe Claire | Q |
William Henry Drummond
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