The Swagman's Rest Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EBEBFGFG HIHIJKJK LHLHABAB BHBHHHHH BMBMANAN OHPHBHBHWe buried old Bob where the bloodwoods wave | A |
At the foot of the Eaglehawk | B |
We fashioned a cross on the old man's grave | A |
For fear that his ghost might walk | B |
We carved his name on a bloodwood tree | C |
With the date of his sad decease | D |
And in place of Died from effects of spree | C |
We wrote May he rest in peace | D |
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For Bob was known on the Overland | E |
A regular old bush wag | B |
Tramping along in the dust and sand | E |
Humping his well worn swag | B |
He would camp for days in the river bed | F |
And loiter and fish for whales | G |
I'm into the swagman's yard he said | F |
And I never shall find the rails | G |
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But he found the rails on that summer night | H |
For a better place or worse | I |
As we watched by turns in the flickering light | H |
With an old black gin for nurse | I |
The breeze came in with the scent of pine | J |
The river sounded clear | K |
When a change came on and we saw the sign | J |
That told us the end was near | K |
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He spoke in a cultured voice and low | L |
I fancy they've 'sent the route' | H |
I once was an army man you know | L |
Though now I'm a drunken brute | H |
But bury me out where the bloodwoods wave | A |
And if ever you're fairly stuck | B |
Just take and shovel me out of the grave | A |
And maybe I'll bring you luck | B |
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For I've always heard here his voice grew weak | B |
His strength was well nigh sped | H |
He gasped and struggled and tried to speak | B |
Then fell in a moment dead | H |
Thus ended a wasted life and hard | H |
Of energies misapplied | H |
Old Bob was out of the swagman's yard | H |
And over the Great Divide | H |
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The drought came down on the field and flock | B |
And never a raindrop fell | M |
Though the tortured moans of the starving stock | B |
Might soften a fiend from hell | M |
And we thought of the hint that the swagman gave | A |
When he went to the Great Unseen | N |
We shoveled the skeleton out of the grave | A |
To see what his hint might mean | N |
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We dug where the cross and the grave posts were | O |
We shoveled away the mould | H |
When sudden a vein of quartz lay bare | P |
All gleaming with yellow gold | H |
'Twas a reef with never a fault nor baulk | B |
That ran from the range's crest | H |
And the richest mine on the Eaglehawk | B |
Is known as The Swagman's Rest | H |
Banjo Paterson (andrew Barton)
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