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Poem by Duncan Campbell Scott


At the Cedars


You had two girls -- Baptiste -- 
One is Virginie --
Hold hard -- Baptiste!
Listen to me.

The whole drive was jammed
In that bend at the Cedars,
The rapids were dammed
With the logs tight rammed
And crammed; you might know
The Devil had clinched them below.

We worked three days -- not a budge,
Shes as tight as a wedge, on the ledge,
Says our foreman;
Mon Dieu! boys, look here,
We must get this thing clear.
He cursed at the men
And we went for it then;
With our cant-dogs arow,
We just gave he-yo-ho;
When she gave a big shove
From above.

The gang yelled and tore
For the shore,
The logs gave a grind
Like a wolfs jaws behind,
And as quick as a flash,
With a shove and a crash,
They were down in a mash,
But I and ten more,
All but Isa



Duncan Campbell Scott


Duncan Campbell Scott's other poems:
  1. At William Maclennan's Grave
  2. Off the Isle Aux Coudres
  3. The Harvest
  4. Avis
  5. To Winter (Come, O thou season of intense repose)


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