The Habitants Jubilee Ode Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEF GGHH DADD DDEE IIGG DDDJ KKEE DDLL KKKK KKMBNM DLKK OOM AAKK AAMB| I read on de paper mos' ev'ry day all about Jubilee | A |
| An' grande procession movin' along an' passin' across de sea | A |
| Dat's chil'ren of Queen Victoriaw comin' from far away | B |
| For tole Madame w'at dey t'ink of her an' wishin' her bonne sant | C |
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| An' if any wan want to know pourquoi les Canayens should be dere | D |
| Wit' res' of de worl' for shout 'Hooraw' an' t'row hees cap on de air | D |
| Purty quick I will tole heem de reason w'y we feel lak de oder do | E |
| For if I'm only poor habitant I'm not on de sapr fou | F |
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| Of course w'en we t'ink it de firs' go off I know very strange it seem | G |
| For fader of us dey was offen die for flag of L'Ancien Regime | G |
| From day w'en de voyageurs come out all de way from ole St Malo | H |
| Flyin' dat flag from de mas' above an' long affer dat also | H |
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| De English fight wit' de Frenchman den over de whole contree | D |
| Down by de reever off on de wood an' out on de beeg beeg sea | A |
| Killin' an' shootin' an' raisin' row half tam dey don't know w'at for | D |
| W'en it's jus' as easy get settle down not makin' de crazy war | D |
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| Sometam' dey be quiet for leetle w'ile you t'ink dey don't fight no more | D |
| An' den w'en dey're feelin' all right agen Bang jus' lak' she was before | D |
| Very offen we're beatin' dem on de fight sometam' dey can beat us too | E |
| But no feller's scare on de 'noder man an' bote got enough to do | E |
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| An' all de long year she be go lak' dat we never was know de peace | I |
| Not'ing but war from de wes' contree down to de St Maurice | I |
| Till de las' fight's comin' on Canadaw an' brave Generale Montcalm | G |
| Die lak' a sojer of France is die on Battle of Abraham | G |
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| Dat's finish it all an' de English King is axin' us stayin' dere | D |
| W'ere we have sam' right as de 'noder peep comin' from Angleterre | D |
| Long tam' for our moder so far away de poor Canayens is cry | D |
| But de new step moder she's good an' kin' an' it's all right bimeby | J |
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| If de moder come dead w'en you're small gar on leavin' you dere alone | K |
| Wit' nobody watchin' for fear you fall an hurt youse'f on de stone | K |
| An' 'noder good woman she tak' your han' de sam' your own moder do | E |
| Is it right you don't call her moder is it right you don't love her too | E |
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| B non an' dat was de way we feel w'en de ole Regime's no more | D |
| An' de new wan come but don't change moche w'y it's jus' lak' it be before | D |
| Spikin' Fran ais lak' we alway do an' de English dey mak no fuss | L |
| An' our law de sam' wall I don't know me 'twas better mebbe for us | L |
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| So de sam' as two broder we settle down leevin' dere han' in han' | K |
| Knowin' each oder we lak' each oder de French an' de Englishman | K |
| For it's curi's t'ing on dis worl' I'm sure you see it agen an' agen | K |
| Dat offen de mos' worse ennemi he's comin' de bes' bes' frien' | K |
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| So we're kipin' so quiet long affer dat w'en las' of de fightin's done | K |
| Dat plaintee is say de new Canayens forget how to shoot de gun | K |
| But Yankee man's smart all de worl' know dat so he's firs' fin' mistak' | M |
| wan day | B |
| W'en he's try cross de line fusil on hee's han' near place dey call | N |
| Chateaugay | M |
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| Of course it's bad t'ing for poor Yankee man De Salaberry be dere | D |
| Wit' habitant farmer from down below an' two honder Voltigeurs | L |
| Dem feller come off de State I s'pose was fightin' so hard dey can | K |
| But de blue coat sojer he don't get kill is de locky Yankee man | K |
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| Since den w'en dey're comin on Canadaw we alway be treat dem well | O |
| For dey're spennin' de monee lak' gentil hommes an' stay on de bes' hotel | O |
| Den 'Bienvenu ' we will spik dem an' 'Come back agen nex' week | M |
| So long you was kip on de quiet an' don't talk de politique ' | - |
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| Yass dat is de way Victoriaw fin' us dis jubilee | A |
| Sometam' we mak' fuss about not'ing but it's all on de familee | A |
| An' w'enever dere's danger roun' her no matter on sea or lan' | K |
| She'll find that les Canayens can fight de sam' as bes' Englishman | K |
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| An' onder de flag of Angleterre so long as dat flag was fly | A |
| Wit' deir English broder les Canayens is satisfy leev an' die | A |
| Dat's de message our fader geev us w'en dey're fallin' on Chateaugay | M |
| An' de flag was kipin' dem safe den dat's de wan we will kip alway | B |
William Henry Drummond
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