The Travelling Post Office Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEEAB DDDDF A GHIIAB JJKKFFDDAB| The roving breezes come and go the reed beds sweep and sway | A |
| The sleepy river murmers low and loiters on its way | A |
| It is the land of lots o'time along the Castlereagh | B |
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| The old man's son had left the farm he found it full and slow | D |
| He drifted to the great North west where all the rovers go | D |
| He's gone so long the old man said he's dropped right out of mind | E |
| But if you'd write a line to him I'd take it very kind | E |
| He's shearing here and fencing there a kind of waif and stray | A |
| He's droving now with Conroy's sheep along the Castlereagh | B |
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| The sheep are travelling for the grass and travelling very slow | D |
| Tey may be at Mundooran now or past the Overflow | D |
| Or tramping down the black soil flats across by Waddiwong | D |
| But all those little country towns would send the letter wrong | D |
| The mailman if he's extra tired would pass them in his sleep | F |
| It's safest to address the note to 'Care of Conroy's sheep ' | - |
| For five and twenty thousand head can scarcely go astray | A |
| You write to 'Care of Conroy's sheep along the Castlereagh ' | - |
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| By rock and ridge and riverside the western mail has gone | G |
| Across the great Blue Mountain Range to take the letter on | H |
| A moment on the topmost grade while open fire doors glare | I |
| She pauses like a living thing to breathe the mountain air | I |
| Then launches down the other side across the plains away | A |
| To bear that note to Conroy's sheep along the Castlereagh | B |
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| And now by coach and mailman's bag it goes from town to town | J |
| And Conroy's Gap and Conroy's Creek have marked it Further down | J |
| Beneath a sky of deepest blue where never cloud abides | K |
| A speck upon the waste of plain the lonely mail man rides | K |
| Where fierce hot winds have set the pine and myall boughs asweep | F |
| He hails the shearers passing by for news of Conroy's sheep | F |
| By big lagoons where wildfowl play and crested pigeons flock | D |
| By camp fires where the drovers ride around their restless stock | D |
| And pass the teamster toiling down to fetch the wool away | A |
| My letter chases Conroy's sheep along the Castlereagh | B |
Banjo Paterson
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