The Old Australian Ways Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCCD EFEFGHGGH IJIJKCKKC LCLCCCCCC MAMANONFO CCCCCDCCD PIPIQCQQC ICICRSTRS U

The London lights are far abeamA
Behind a bank of cloudB
Along the shore the gaslights gleamA
The gale is piping loudB
And down the Channel groping blindC
We drive her through the hazeD
Towards the land we left behindC
The good old land of never mind'C
And old Australian waysD
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The narrow ways of English folkE
Are not for such as weF
They bear the long accustomed yokeE
Of staid conservancyF
But all our roads are new and strangeG
And through our blood there runsH
The vagabonding love of changeG
That drove us westward of the rangeG
And westward of the sunsH
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The city folk go to and froI
Behind a prison's barsJ
They never feel the breezes blowI
And never see the starsJ
They never hear in blossomed treesK
The music low and sweetC
Of wild birds making melodiesK
Nor catch the little laughing breezeK
That whispers in the wheatC
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Our fathers came of roving stockL
That could not fixed abideC
And we have followed field and flockL
Since e'er we learnt to rideC
By miner's camp and shearing shedC
In land of heat and droughtC
We followed where our fortunes ledC
With fortune always on aheadC
And always further outC
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The wind is in the barley grassM
The wattles are in bloomA
The breezes greet us as they passM
With honey sweet perfumeA
The parakeets go screaming byN
With flash of golden wingO
And from the swamp the wild ducks cryN
Their long drawn note of revelryF
Rejoicing at the SpringO
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So throw the weary pen asideC
And let the papers restC
For we must saddle up and rideC
Towards the blue hill's breastC
And we must travel far and fastC
Across their rugged mazeD
To find the Spring of Youth at lastC
And call back from the buried pastC
The old Australian waysD
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When Clancy took the drover's trackP
In years of long agoI
He drifted to the outer backP
Beyond the OverflowI
By rolling plain and rocky shelfQ
With stockwhip in his handC
He reached at last oh lucky elfQ
The Town of Come and help yourselfQ
In Rough and ready LandC
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And if it be that you would knowI
The tracks he used to rideC
Then you must saddle up and goI
Beyond the Queensland sideC
Beyond the reach of rule or lawR
To ride the long day throughS
In Nature's homestead filled with aweT
You then might see what Clancy sawR
And know what Clancy knewS
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A B Banjo PatersonU

Banjo Paterson



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