A Bushman's Love - A Fragment Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDCEEFEF GDDGHIHI EJKELMLML ENENHOOHPLPL

You say we bushmen cannot loveA
Our lives are too prosaic henceB
We lose or lack that finer senseB
That raises some few men aboveA
Their fellows setting them apartC
As vessels of a finer makeD
The acme of the potter's artC
Are placed apart upon the shelfE
So he is more than common delfE
And more than brute in human guiseF
Who seeking finds his nobler selfE
Twin mirrored in a woman's eyesF
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Yet these things bring their penaltyG
For oft the merest touch will breakD
These vessels of a finer makeD
And throats attuned to noblest keyG
A draught of air will set awryH
And stifle in an ulcerous soreI
The voice that floated to the skyH
And silence it for evermoreI
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You say we bushmen cannot loveE
That like our foe the fire fiendJ
We blaze until a river bendK
Nay less a pebble graven grooveE
Where waters thread doth bid us stayL
Our passions for a month a weekM
Flare out and then they die awayL
For separation like the creekM
That stays the bush fire bars the wayL
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You say we bushmen cannot loveE
Well have it so but this I swearN
That she possessed a power to moveE
The dullest boor to do or dareN
But I as being somewhat shyH
Became the target for her witO
How oft in wantonness she'd pitO
The blazing lances of her eyeH
And keener rapier of her tongueP
That carelessly made lightning playL
Until to action I was stungP
And like a dumb beast stood at bayL

Barcroft Boake



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