The Gallant Peter Clarke Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE FGHG IJGJ KLML NOPO H H QRSR TUPU VWX HYH ZA2B2C2 GD2E2D2 F2G2H2G2 I2TGT D2J2C2H K2L2 M2| On Walden's Range at morning time | A |
| The sun shone brightly down | B |
| It shone across the winding Page | C |
| Near Murrurundi town | B |
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| It glittered o'er the Burning Mount | D |
| Where murky shadows fell | E |
| Across the path to travellers known | F |
| To some alas too well | E |
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| There stands a simple block of stone | F |
| Erected as a mark | G |
| To show the spot where he fought and died | H |
| That gallant Peter Clarke | G |
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| And if you will but list awhile | I |
| To you I will relate | J |
| What happened there to Peter Clarke | G |
| And Jimmy Clarke his mate | J |
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| They camped one night close by the range | K |
| In songs the hours flew past | L |
| And little did poor Peter think | M |
| That night would be his last | L |
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| At dawn they toiled the steep ascent | N |
| They had scarcely reached the top | O |
| When a voice in accents stern and cold | P |
| Commanded them to stop | O |
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| 'Hand up your money watch and chain ' | - |
| The robber sternly cried | H |
| 'Who takes my money takes my life ' | - |
| The angry Clarke replied | H |
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| Then laughed the robber loud in scorn | Q |
| As he his pistol drew | R |
| Said he 'My hand is firm and strong | S |
| And my aim is ever true | R |
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| 'And he who will my word gainsay | T |
| Though he be earl or knight | U |
| I swear by all I sacred hold | P |
| He ne'er shall see morning light | U |
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| 'So give up your money now my lad | V |
| And do not idly rave | W |
| Resist and by the God above | X |
| This night you'll fill the grave ' | - |
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| 'Those are but words and idle words ' | - |
| The daring Clarke replied | H |
| And with one rapid bound he strode | Y |
| Close by the robber's side | H |
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| And now commenced the struggle | Z |
| For life between them both | A2 |
| One hand of Clarke's the pistol grasped | B2 |
| And the other grasped his throat | C2 |
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| Now haste you haste you Jimmy Clarke | G |
| And seek for help in need | D2 |
| Your comrade's welfare nay his life | E2 |
| Depends on your good speed | D2 |
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| But hark to that loud pistol shot | F2 |
| In a second rends the skies | G2 |
| A human being on the sod | H2 |
| In his death struggle lies | G2 |
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| But in his dying gasp | I2 |
| Poor Peter seemed to say | T |
| 'Revenge revenge you Peter Clarke | G |
| And so he passed away | T |
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| But the robber frightened by his deed | D2 |
| In terror now did lie | J2 |
| For the hand of Clarke upon his throat | C2 |
| Is tighter as he died | H |
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| And so indeed he was avenged | K2 |
| For God has said it so | L2 |
| 'Who takes a life must yield a life ' | - |
| And the murderer met his doom | M2 |
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