M'sieu Smit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A AAAA BCB CDC ACAA EFEF C G AHAH AAA AIG JJJJ AKAL IAGA MMM NMNN NANA NINI NNA NJN OMOM ONON MAM NANA GNG MBMP NGN PAPN AAAA OJOJ NJNJ GIGA NMNM A A MM AAAN AJA NJJJ GQG AMNM NJHJ NANA NMGM NAN NJNM JIJM MNMN JA M| THE ADVENTURES OF AN ENGLISHMAN IN THE CANADIAN WOODS | A |
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| Wan morning de walkim boss say 'Damase | A |
| I t'ink you're good man on canoe d'ecorce | A |
| So I'll ax you go wit' your frien' Phil as | A |
| An' meet M'sieu' Smit' on Chenail W'ite Horse | A |
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| 'He'll have I am sure de grosse baggage | B |
| Mebbe some valise mebbe six or t'ree | C |
| But if she's too moche for de longue portage | B |
| 'Poleon he will tak' 'em wit' mail buggee ' | - |
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| W'en we reach Chenail plaintee peep be dere | C |
| An' wan frien' of me call Placide Chretien | D |
| 'Splain all dat w'en he say man from Angleterre | C |
| Was spik heem de crowd on de 'Parisien ' | - |
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| Fonny way dat Englishman he'll be dress | A |
| Leetle pant my dear frien' jus' come on knee | C |
| Wit' coat dat's no coat at all only ves' | A |
| An' hat de more stranger I never see | A |
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| Wall dere he sit on de en' some log | E |
| An' swear heem in English purty loud | F |
| Den talk Fran ais w'ile hees chien boule dog | E |
| Go smellim an' smellim aroun' de crowd | F |
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| I spik im 'Bonjour M'sieu' Smit' Bonjour | C |
| I hope dat yourse'f and famille she's well ' | - |
| M'sieu Smit' he is also say 'Bonjour ' | - |
| An' call off hees dog dat's commence for smell | G |
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| I tell heem my name dat's Damase Labrie | A |
| I am come wit' Phil as for mak' de trip | H |
| An' he say I'm de firs' man he never see | A |
| Spik English encore since he lef' de ship | H |
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| He is also ax it to me 'Damase | A |
| De peep she don't seem understan' Fran ais | A |
| W'at's matter wit' dat ' An' I say 'Becos | A |
| You mak' too much talk on de Parisien ' | - |
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| De groun she is pile wit' baggage Sapr | A |
| An' I see purty quick we got plaintee troub | I |
| Two tronk t'ree valise four five fusil | G |
| An' w'at M'sieu Smit' he is call 'bat' tubbe ' | - |
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| M'sieu Smit' he's tole me w'at for's dat t'ing | J |
| An' it seem Englishman he don't feel correc' | J |
| Until he's go plonge on some bat' morning | J |
| An' sponge it hees possibill high hees neck | J |
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| Of course dat's not'ing of my beez nesse | A |
| He can plonge on de water mos' ev'ry day | K |
| But I t'ink for mese'f it mak foolishness | A |
| An' don't do no good w'en your bonne sant | L |
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| W'en I tell 'Poleon he mus' mak' dat job | I |
| Dere's leetle too moche for canoe d' corce | A |
| He's mad right away an' say 'Sapr diable | G |
| You t'ink I go work lak wan niggerhorse | A |
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| 'I'm not manufacture dat way b non | M |
| Dat rich stranger man he have lot monee | M |
| I go see my frien' On sime Gourdon | M |
| An' tole heem bring horse wit' some more buggee ' | - |
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| Wall affer some w'ile dey'll arrange all dat | N |
| 'Poleon an' hees frien' On sime Gourdon | M |
| But w'en 'Poleon is tak' hole of bat' | N |
| He receive it beeg scare immediatement | N |
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| Dat chien boule dog I was tole you 'bout | N |
| I am not understan' w'at good she's for | A |
| Eat 'Poleon's leg w'it hees teet' an' mout | N |
| 'Poleon he is feel very mad by Gor | A |
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| Of course I am poule heem hees tail toute suite | N |
| But I don't know some reason mak all dis troub' | I |
| W'en I hear me dat Englishman M'sieu Smit' | N |
| Say 'Poleon w'at for you took my tubbe | I |
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| 'Leff 'im dere for I don't low nobodee | N |
| Walk heem off on any such way lak dat | N |
| You may tak' all de res' an' I don't care me | A |
| But de man he'll be keel who is tak' my bat' ' | - |
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| 'I will carry heem wit' me ' say M'sieu Smit' | N |
| 'W'erever dat tubbe she mus' go I go | J |
| No matter de many place we visite | N |
| An' my sponge I will tak' mese'f also ' | - |
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| Phil as say 'Damase we mus buil' some raf' | O |
| Or mebbe some feller be sure get drown' | M |
| Dis geev me plaisir but I'm scare mak' laf' | O |
| So I'll do it mese'f inside way down | M |
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| At las' we are start on voyage sure nuff | O |
| M'sieu Smit' carry tubbe on de top hees head | N |
| Good job I t'ink so de lac isn't rough | O |
| Or probably dis tam we're all come dead | N |
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| De dog go wit' On sime Gourdon | M |
| An' On sime afferwar' say to me | A |
| 'Dat chien boule dog is eat 'Poleon | M |
| Was de more quiet dog I never see ' | - |
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| But fun she's commence on very nex' day | N |
| W'en we go camp out on de Castor Noir | A |
| Dat Englishman he'll come along an' say | N |
| 'I hope some wil' Injun she don't be dere | A |
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| 'I have hear many tam dat de wood be foule | G |
| Of Injun w'at tak' off de hair your head | N |
| But so surely my name she's Johnnie Boule | G |
| If I see me dem feller I shoot it dead ' | - |
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| Phil as den pray harder more quick he can | M |
| Mebbe he's t'ink dat's hees las' portage | B |
| De moder hees fader she's Injun man | M |
| Derefore an' also he is wan Sauvage | P |
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| I say 'Don't mak' it some excitement | N |
| Saison she is 'close' on de spring an' fall | G |
| An' dem peep dat work on de Gouvernement | N |
| Don't lak you shoot Injun dis mont' at all ' | - |
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| Nex' day M'sieu Smit' is perform hees plonge | P |
| We see heem go done it Phil as an' me | A |
| An' w'en he's hang up bat' tubbe an' sponge | P |
| We go on de wood for mak' Chasse perdrix | N |
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| An' mebbe you will not believe to me | A |
| But w'en we come back on de camp encore | A |
| De sponge of dat Englishman don't be see | A |
| An' we fin' beeg bear she's go dead on shore | A |
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| Very fonny t'ing how he's loss hees life | O |
| But Phil as he'll know hese'f purty quick | J |
| He cut M'sieu Bear wit' hees hunter knife | O |
| An' sponge she's fall out on de bear stummick | J |
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| Day affer we get two fox houn' from Boss | N |
| Dat's good for ketch deer on de fall an' spring | J |
| Den place Englishman w'ere he can't get los' | N |
| An' tole heem shoot quicker he see somet'ing | J |
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| Wat's dat leetle deer got no horn at all | G |
| She'll be moder small wan en suite bimeby | I |
| Don't remember mese'f w'at name she's call | G |
| But dat's de kin' start w'en de dog is cry | A |
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| We see heem come down on de runaway | N |
| De dog she is not very far behin' | M |
| An' w'en dey pass place M'sieu Smit' is stay | N |
| We expec' he will shoot or make noise some kin' | M |
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| But he's not shoot at all mon cher ami | A |
| So we go an' we ax 'Is he see some deer ' | - |
| He say 'Dat's long tam I am stay on tree | A |
| But I don't see not'ing she's pass on here ' | - |
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| We spik heem once more 'He don't see fox houn' ' | - |
| W'at you t'ink he is say dat Englishman | M |
| 'Yes I see dem pass quickly upon de groun' | M |
| Wan beeg yellow dog an' two small brown wan ' | - |
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| He's feel de more bad I don't see before | A |
| W'en he know dat beeg dog she's wan small deer | A |
| An' for mak' ev'ryt'ing correc' encore | A |
| We drink I am sure six bouteilles de bi re | N |
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| Nex' day dat's Dimanche he is spik to me | A |
| 'Damase you mus' feel leetle fatigu | J |
| You may slep' wit' Phil as w'ile I go an' see | A |
| I can't get some nice quiet tam to day ' | - |
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| So for keep 'way skeeter an' fly also | N |
| Bouteille from de shelf M'sieu Smit' he tak' | J |
| Den he start wit' his chien boule dog an' go | J |
| For nice quiet walk on shore of lac | J |
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| We don't slep' half hour w'en dere's beeg beeg yell | G |
| Lak somet'ing I'm sure don't hear long tam | Q |
| An' we see wan feller we cannot tell | G |
| Till he spik it 'Damase Phil as dam dam ' | - |
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| Den we know it at once mon cher ami | A |
| But she's swell up hees face hees neck an' han' | M |
| It seem all de skeeter on w'ole contree | N |
| Is jump on de head of dat Englishman | M |
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| Some water on poor M'sieu Smit' we'll t'row | N |
| An' w'en he's tranquille fin' out ev'ryt'ing | J |
| Bouteille he's rub on got some nice sirop | H |
| I was mak' mese'f on de wood las' spring | J |
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| Dere was jus' 'noder t'ing he seem for care | N |
| An' den he is feel it more satisfy | A |
| Dat t'ing my dear frien' was for keel some bear | N |
| If he'll do dat wan tam he's prepare for die | A |
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| Phil as say he know w'ere some blue berree | N |
| Mak' very good place for de bear have fonne | M |
| So we start nex' day on morning earlee | G |
| An' M'sieu Smit' go wit' hees elephan' gun | M |
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| Wan woman sauvage she is come be dere | N |
| Mebbe want some blue berree mak' some pie | A |
| Dat' Englishman shoot he is t'ink she's bear | N |
| An' de woman she's holler 'Mon Dieu I'm die ' | - |
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| M'sieu Smit' he don't do no harm becos | N |
| He is shake hese'f w'en he shoot dat squaw | J |
| But scare he pay hunder' dollar cos' | N |
| For keel some sauvage on de 'close' saison | M |
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| T'ree day affer dat we start out on lac | J |
| For ketch on de water wan Cariboo | I |
| But win' she blow strong an' we can't get back | J |
| Till we t'row ourse'f out on dat canoe | M |
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| We t'ink M'sieu Smit' he is sure be drown | M |
| Leetle w'ile we can't see heem again no more | N |
| An' den he's come up from de place go down | M |
| An' jomp on hees bat' tubbe an' try go shore | N |
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| W'en he's pass on de bat' he say 'Hooraw ' | - |
| An' commence right away for mak' some sing | J |
| I'm sure you can hear heem ten twelve arpent | A |
| 'Bout 'Brittanie she alway mus' boss somet'ing ' | - |
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| Dat's all I will tole you jus' now | M |
William Henry Drummond
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