Sunny New South Wales Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD E FDGD HHIIJKDD C LLMMNNDD C OOPPGGDDWe often hear men boast about the land which gave them birth | A |
And each one thinks his native land the fairest spot on earth | A |
In beauty riches power no land can his surpass | B |
To his all other lands on earth cannot even hold a glass | B |
Now if other people have their boasts then say why should not we | C |
For we can drink our jovial toast and sing with three times three | C |
For there's not a country in the world where all that's fair prevails | D |
As here it does in this our land our sunny New South Wales | D |
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Chorus | E |
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Then toast with me our happy land | F |
Where all that's fair prevails | D |
Our colour's blue and our hearts are true | G |
In sunny New South Wales | D |
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Now let us take a passing glance at all that we possess | H |
That ours is such a wealthy land no stranger e'er would guess | H |
Why we've land in store indeed far more than ever we shall require | I |
And trees grow thick on every side in spite of axe and fire | I |
Our sheep and cattle millions count our wool is classed A | J |
In beef and mutton our fair land is not to be outdone | K |
Why we've lately seen old England who boasts her stock ne'er fails | D |
Has had to send for wholsome meat preserved in New South Wales | D |
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Chorus Then toast with me c | C |
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In childhood California was to us a land of gold | L |
And people said its riches were so vast immense untold | L |
But time has proved that mineral wealth exists not there alone | M |
For New South Wales possesses gold in many many a stone | M |
And when the gold is taken from out its quartzy veins | N |
A heap of silver copper tin as a residue remains | N |
In fact we are a mass of wealth in all our hills and dales | D |
There's not a country half as rich as sunny New South Wales | D |
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Chorus Then toast with me c | C |
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Our climate's good that all admit our flowers are sweet and rare | O |
And scenes abound on every hand so marvellously fair | O |
Shame on the men who went away and of us wrote such lies | P |
Why when Anthony Trollope came out here he nearly lost his eyes | P |
Our native girls are fair and good their hearts are pure and true | G |
And to their colour stick like bricks the bright Australian blue | G |
Some never loved a roving life nor blest the ocean's gales | D |
But they bless the breeze that blew them to a life in New South Wales | D |
Banjo Paterson
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