Lost Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB DDEE DDFF GGBB HHII JJHH KKBB LLMM| He ought to be home said the old man without there's something amiss | A |
| He only went to the Two mile he ought to be back by this | A |
| He would ride the Reckless filly he would have his willful way | B |
| And here he's not back at sundown and what will his mother say | B |
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| He was always his mother's idol since ever his father died | C |
| And there isn't a horse on the station that he isn't game to ride | C |
| But that Reckless mare is vicious and if once she gets away | B |
| He hasn't got strength to hold her and what will his mother say | B |
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| The old man walked to the sliprail and peered up the dark'ning track | D |
| And looked and longed for the rider that would never more come back | D |
| And the mother came and clutched him with sudden spasmodic fright | E |
| What has become of my Willie Why isn't he home tonight | E |
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| Away in the gloomy ranges at the foot of an ironbark | D |
| The bonnie winsome laddie was lying stiff and stark | D |
| For the Reckless mare had smashed him against a leaning limb | F |
| And his comely face was battered and his merry eyes were dim | F |
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| And the thoroughbred chestnut filly the saddle beneath her flanks | G |
| Was away like fire through the ranges to join the wild mob's ranks | G |
| And a broken hearted woman and an old man worn and grey | B |
| Were searching all night in the ranges till the sunrise brought the day | B |
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| And the mother kept feebly calling with a hope that would not die | H |
| Willie where are you Willie But how can the dead reply | H |
| And hope died out with the daylight and the darkness brought despair | I |
| God pity the stricken mother and answer the widow's prayer | I |
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| Though far and wide they sought him they found not where he fell | J |
| For the ranges held him precious and guarded their treasure well | J |
| The wattle blooms above him and the bluebells blow close by | H |
| And the brown bees buzz the secret and the wild birds sing reply | H |
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| But the mother pined and faded and cried and took no rest | K |
| And rode each day to the ranges on her hopeless weary quest | K |
| Seeking her loved one ever she faded and pined away | B |
| But with strength of her great affection she still sought every day | B |
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| I know that sooner or later I shall find my boy she said | L |
| But she came not home one evening and they found her lying dead | L |
| And stamped on the poor pale features as the spirit homeward pass'd | M |
| Was an angel smile of gladness she had found the boy at last | M |
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
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