Memories Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KKL LMM JIBL NNLL LIL AAJJ

O spirit of the mountain that speaks to us to nightA
Your voice is sad yet still recalls past visions of delightA
When 'mid the grand old Laurentides old when the earth was newB
With flying feet we followed the moose and caribouB
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And backward rush sweet memories like fragments of a dreamC
We hear the dip of paddle blades the ripple of the streamC
The mad mad rush of frightened wings from brake and covert startD
The breathing of the woodland the throb of nature's heartD
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Once more beneath our eager feet the forest carpet springsE
We march through gloomy valleys where the vesper sparrow singsE
The little minstrel heeds us not nor stays his plaintive songF
As with our brave coureurs de bois we swiftly pass alongF
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Again o'er dark Wayagamack in bark canoe we glideG
And watch the shades of evening glance along the mountain sideG
Anon we hear resounding the wizard loon's wild cryH
And mark the distant peak whereon the ling'ring echoes dieH
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But Spirit of the Northland let the winter breezes blowI
And cover every giant crag with rifts of driving snowI
Freeze every leaping torrent bind all the crystal lakesJ
Tell us of fiercer pleasures when the Storm King awakesJ
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And now the vision changes the winds are loud and shrillK
The falling flakes are shrouding the mountain and the hillK
But safe within our snug cabane with comrades gathered nearL
We set the rafters ringing with 'Roulant' and 'Brigadier '-
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Then after Pierre and Telesphore have danced 'Le Caribou '-
Some hardy trapper tells a tale of the dreaded Loup GarouL
Or phantom bark in moonlit heavens with prow turned to the EastM
Bringing the Western voyageurs to join the Christmas feastM
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And while each backwoods troubadour is greeted with huzzaJ
Slowly the homely incense of 'tabac Canayen'I
Rises and sheds its perfume like flowers of ArabyB
O'er all the true born loyal Enfants de la PatrieL
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And thus with song and story with laugh and jest and shoutN
We heed not dropping mercury nor storms that rage withoutN
But pile the huge logs higher till the chimney roars with gleeL
And banish spectral visions with La Chanson NormandieL
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'Brigadier r pondit PandoreL
Brigadier vous avez raisonI
Brigadier r pondit PandoreL
Brigadier vous avez raison '-
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O spirit of the mountain that speaks to us to nightA
Return again and bring us new dreams of past delightA
And while our heart throbs linger and till our pulses ceaseJ
We'll worship thee among the hills where flows the Saint MauriceJ

William Henry Drummond



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