Come-by-chance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFF AGHG IJAJ KLML ANFN OACA MPCP| As I pondered very weary o'er a volume long and dreary | A |
| For the plot was void of interest 'twas the Postal Guide in fact | B |
| There I learnt the true location distance size and population | C |
| Of each township town and village in the radius of the Act | B |
| And I learnt that Puckawidgee stands beside the Murrumbidgee | D |
| And the Booleroi and Bumble get their letters twice a year | E |
| Also that the post inspector when he visited Collector | F |
| Closed the office up instanter and re opened Dungalear | F |
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| But my languid mood forsook me when I found a name that took me | A |
| Quite by chance I came across it Come by Chance was what I read | G |
| No location was assigned it not a thing to help one find it | H |
| Just an N which stood for northward and the rest was all unsaid | G |
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| I shall leave my home and forthward wander stoutly to the northward | I |
| Till I come by chance across it and I'll straightway settle down | J |
| For there can't be any hurry nor the slightest cause for worry | A |
| Where the telegraph don't reach you nor the railways run to town | J |
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| And one's letters and exchanges come by chance across the ranges | K |
| Where a wiry young Australian leads a packhorse once a week | L |
| And the good news grows by keeping and you're spared the pain of weeping | M |
| Over bad news when the mailman drops the letters in a creek | L |
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| But I fear and more's the pity that there's really no such city | A |
| For there's not a man can find it of the shrewdest folk I know | N |
| Come by Chance be sure it never means a land of fierce endeavour | F |
| It is just the careless country where the dreamers only go | N |
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| Though we work and toil and hustle in our life of haste and bustle | O |
| All that makes our life worth living comes unstriven for and free | A |
| Man may weary and importune but the fickle goddess Fortune | C |
| Deals him out his pain or pleasure careless what his worth may be | A |
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| All the happy times entrancing days of sport and nights of dancing | M |
| Moonlit rides and stolen kisses pouting lips and loving glance | P |
| When you think of these be certain you have looked behind the curtain | C |
| You have had the luck to linger just a while in Come by Chance | P |
Banjo Paterson
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