On Kiley's Run Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACCBBB DBDEEFFB GBGHHIIB JBJKKLLB MBMNNOOB LBLPPLLB QBQLLLLB ABALLLLB GBGRRSSB TBTQQUVB LBLHHLLB QBQQQDDB LBLWWQQB XBXQQQQBThe roving breezes come and go | A |
On Kiley's Run | B |
The sleepy river murmurs low | A |
And far away one dimly sees | C |
Beyond the stretch of forest trees | C |
Beyond the foothills dusk and dun | B |
The ranges sleeping in the sun | B |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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'Tis many years since first I came | D |
To Kiley's Run | B |
More years than I would care to name | D |
Since I a stripling used to ride | E |
For miles and miles at Kiley's side | E |
The while in stirring tones he told | F |
The stories of the days of old | F |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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I see the old bush homestead now | G |
On Kiley's Run | B |
Just nestled down beneath the brow | G |
Of one small ridge above the sweep | H |
Of river flat where willows weep | H |
And jasmine flowers and roses bloom | I |
The air was laden with perfume | I |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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We lived the good old station life | J |
On Kiley's Run | B |
With little thought of care or strife | J |
Old Kiley seldom used to roam | K |
He liked to make the Run his home | K |
The swagman never turned away | L |
With empty hand at close of day | L |
From Kiley's Run | B |
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We kept a racehorse now and then | M |
On Kiley's Run | B |
And neighb'ring stations brought their men | M |
To meetings where the sport was free | N |
And dainty ladies came to see | N |
Their champions ride with laugh and song | O |
The old house rang the whole night long | O |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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The station hands were friends I wot | L |
On Kiley's Run | B |
A reckless merry hearted lot | L |
All splendid riders and they knew | P |
The boss' was kindness through and through | P |
Old Kiley always stood their friend | L |
And so they served him to the end | L |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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But droughts and losses came apace | Q |
To Kiley's Run | B |
Till ruin stared him in the face | Q |
He toiled and toiled while lived the light | L |
He dreamed of overdrafts at night | L |
At length because he could not pay | L |
His bankers took the stock away | L |
From Kiley's Run | B |
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Old Kiley stood and saw them go | A |
From Kiley's Run | B |
The well bred cattle marching slow | A |
His stockmen mates for many a day | L |
They wrung his hand and went away | L |
Too old to make another start | L |
Old Kiley died of broken heart | L |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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The owner lives in England now | G |
Of Kiley's Run | B |
He knows a racehorse from a cow | G |
But that is all he knows of stock | R |
His chiefest care is how to dock | R |
Expenses and he sends from town | S |
To cut the shearers' wages down | S |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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There are no neighbours anywhere | T |
Near Kiley's Run | B |
The hospitable homes are bare | T |
The gardens gone for no pretence | Q |
Must hinder cutting down expense | Q |
The homestead that we held so dear | U |
Contains a half paid overseer | V |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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All life and sport and hope have died | L |
On Kiley's Run | B |
No longer there the stockmen ride | L |
For sour faced boundary riders creep | H |
On mongrel horses after sheep | H |
Through ranges where at racing speed | L |
Old Kiley used to wheel the lead' | L |
On Kiley's Run | B |
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There runs a lane for thirty miles | Q |
Through Kiley's Run | B |
On either side the herbage smiles | Q |
But wretched trav'lling sheep must pass | Q |
Without a drink or blade of grass | Q |
Thro' that long lane of death and shame | D |
The weary drovers curse the name | D |
Of Kiley's Run | B |
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The name itself is changed of late | L |
Of Kiley's Run | B |
They call it Chandos Park Estate' | L |
The lonely swagman through the dark | W |
Must hump his swag past Chandos Park | W |
The name is English don't you see | Q |
The old name sweeter sounds to me | Q |
Of Kiley's Run' | B |
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I cannot guess what fate will bring | X |
To Kiley's Run | B |
For chances come and changes ring | X |
I scarcely think 'twill always be | Q |
Locked up to suit an absentee | Q |
And if he lets it out in farms | Q |
His tenants soon will carry arms | Q |
On Kiley's Run | B |
Banjo Paterson
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