John Gilbert (bushranger) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDEF GBHH IIJJ BBII IIKK LLMM LLBBJohn Gilbert was a bushranger of terrible renown | A |
For sticking lots of people up and shooting others down | A |
John Gilbert said unto his pals Although they make a bobbery | B |
About our tricks we have never done a tip top thing in robbery | B |
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We have all of us a fancy for experiments in pillage | C |
Yet never have we seized a town or even sacked a village | D |
John Gilbert said unto his mates Though partners we have been | E |
In all rascality yet we no festal day have seen | F |
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John Gilbert said he thought he saw no obstacle to hinder a | G |
Piratical descent upon the town of Canowindra | B |
So into Canowindra town rode Gilbert and his men | H |
And all the Canowindra folk subsided there and then | H |
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The Canowindra populace cried Here's a lot of strangers | I |
But immediately recovered when they found they were bushrangers | I |
And Johnny Gilbert said to them You need not be afraid | J |
We are only old companions whom bushrangers you have made | J |
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And Johnny Gilbert said said he We'll never hurt a hair | B |
Of men who bravely recognise that we are just all there | B |
The New South Welshmen said at once not making any fuss | I |
That Johnny Gilbert after all was Just but one of us | I |
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So Johnny Gilbert took the town including public houses | I |
And treated all the cockatoos and shouted for their spouses | I |
And Miss O'Flanagan performed in manner quite gintailly | K |
Upon the grand planner for the bushranger O'Meally | K |
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And every stranger passing by they took and when they got him | L |
They robbed him of his money and occasionally shot him | L |
And Johnny's enigmatic feat admits of this solution | M |
That bushranging in New South Wales is a favoured institution | M |
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So Johnny Gilbert ne'er allows an anxious thought to fetch him | L |
For well he knows the Government don't really want to ketch him | L |
And if such practices should be to New South Welshmen dear | B |
With not the least demurring word ought we to interfere | B |
Banjo Paterson
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