Ballade Of The Southern Cross Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBC ABABBDBC ABEBBCBC F BCBC

Fair islands of the silver fleeceA
Hoards of unsunned uncounted goldB
Whose havens are the haunts of PeaceA
Whose boys are in our quarrel boldB
OUR bolt is shot our tale is toldB
Our ship of state in storms may tossC
But ye are young if we are oldB
Ye Islands of the Southern CrossC
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Ay WE must dwindle and decreaseA
Such fates the ruthless years unfoldB
And yet we shall not wholly ceaseA
We shall not perish unconsoledB
Nay still shall Freedom keep her holdB
Within the sea's inviolate fosseD
And boast her sons of English mouldB
Ye Islands of the Southern CrossC
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All empires tumble Rome and GreeceA
Their swords are rust their altars coldB
For us the Children of the SeasE
Who ruled where'er the waves have rolledB
For us in Fortune's books enscrolledB
I read no runes of hopeless lossC
Nor while YE last our knell is tolledB
Ye Islands of the Southern CrossC
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ENVOYF
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Britannia when thy hearth's a coldB
When o'er thy grave has grown the mossC
Still Rule Australia shall be trolledB
In Islands of the Southern CrossC

Andrew Lang



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