A Sonnet Dedicated To Sir George Gipps Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBAABCDCDDC| My country I am sore at heart for thee | A |
| An in mine ear like a storm heralding breeze | B |
| A voice against thee gathers warningly | A |
| Lo in what hands seem now thy destinies | B |
| Hands grasping all through party means to seize | B |
| Some private benefit and what should be | A |
| Thy Freedom's dawn but gives ascendancy | A |
| To lawless Squatters and the Hacks of these | B |
| Woe waits a land where men are wise and brave | C |
| For naught but self When even the best aside | D |
| Are thrusting honesty to don the knave | C |
| Where worth is trampled on by vulgar pride | D |
| And where all beauty of the mind decried | D |
| Hangs dying o'er a Mammon delved grave | C |
Charles Harpur
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