An Old Bush Road Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHGJKJ ILDLIMNO APDPGQRQ GQDQDSTS UVFVWDXD YKYKZGGG DA2DA2GB2C2B2 DBABFGGG

Dear old road wheel worn and brokenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Winding thro' the forest greenB
Barred with shadow and with sunshineC
nbsp nbsp nbsp Misty vistas drawn betweenB
Grim scarred bluegums ranged austerelyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp Lifting blackened columns eachE
To the large fair fields of azureF
nbsp nbsp nbsp Stretching ever out of reachE
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See the hardy bracken growingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp Round the fallen limbs of treesH
And the sharp reeds from the marshesI
nbsp nbsp nbsp Washed across the flooded leasH
And the olive rushes leaningG
nbsp nbsp nbsp All their pointed spears to castJ
Slender shadows on the roadwayK
nbsp nbsp nbsp While the faint slow wind creeps pastJ
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Ancient ruts grown round with grassesI
nbsp nbsp nbsp Soft old hollows filled with rainL
Rough gnarled roots all twisting queerlyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp Dark with many a weather stainL
Lichens moist upon the fencesI
nbsp nbsp nbsp Twiners close against the logsM
Yellow fungus in the thicketsN
nbsp nbsp nbsp Vivid mosses in the bogsO
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Dear old road wheel worn and brokenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp What delights in thee I findP
Subtle charm and tender fancyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp Like a fragrance in the mindP
Thy old ways have set me dreamingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp And out lived illusions riseQ
And the soft leaves of the landscapeR
nbsp nbsp nbsp Open on my thoughtful eyesQ
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See the clump of wattles standingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp Dead and sapless on the riseQ
When their boughs were full of beautyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp Even to uncaring eyesQ
I was ever first to rifleD
nbsp nbsp nbsp The soft branches of their storeS
O the golden wealth of blossomT
nbsp nbsp nbsp I shall gather there no moreS
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Now we reach the dun morassesU
nbsp nbsp nbsp Where the red moss used to growV
Ruby bright upon the waterF
nbsp nbsp nbsp Floating on the weeds belowV
Once the swan and wild fowl glidedW
nbsp nbsp nbsp By those sedges green and tallD
Here the booming bitterns nestedX
nbsp nbsp nbsp Here we heard the curlews callD
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Climb this hill and we have rambledY
nbsp nbsp nbsp To the last turn of the wayK
Here is where the bell birds tinkledY
nbsp nbsp nbsp Fairy chimes for me all dayK
These were bells that never weariedZ
nbsp nbsp nbsp Swung by ringers on the wingG
List the elfin strains are wakingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp Memory sets the bells a ringG
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Dear old road no wonder surelyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp That I love thee like a friendA2
And I grieve to think how surelyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp All thy loveliness will endA2
For thy simple charm is passingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp And the turmoil of the streetB2
Soon will mar thy sylvan silenceC2
nbsp nbsp nbsp With the tramp of careless feetB2
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And for this I look more fondlyD
nbsp nbsp nbsp On the sunny landscape seenB
From the road wheel worn and brokenA
nbsp nbsp nbsp Winding thro' the forest greenB
Something still remains of NatureF
nbsp nbsp nbsp Thoughts of other days to bringG
For the staunch old trees are standingG
nbsp nbsp nbsp And I hear the wild birds singG

Arthur Bayldon



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