Christmas Scene Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFGHHIJ KKLLMMN OOOOPPQQ RROOSSTT OOIJUUPP| To this green place the tourists troop | A |
| By twos by threes and group by group | A |
| Lads in bright blazers girls in slacks | B |
| Hikers with rucksack on their backs | B |
| And bush ways till their advent stilled | C |
| With joyous shouting now is filled | C |
| 'Cooee ' each gay town dweller cries | D |
| And counts himself full forest wise | D |
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| An old grey bushman lounging by | E |
| Marks the sophisticated cry | E |
| And smiles a little as he says | F |
| 'The city folk got real queer ways | G |
| What's this here 'cooee' mean at all | H |
| Seems like a kind of mating call | H |
| Childish they seem ' He smiles again | I |
| The wise one in his own domain | J |
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| Here's his revenge for all he meets | K |
| Of stares and smiles in city streets | K |
| For ridicule and laughing snubs | L |
| By city paths and city pubs | L |
| He deems it now the crowning joke | M |
| To 'pull the legs' of city folk | M |
| 'What Snakes ' says he 'By gosh you're right | N |
| It's days like this they're apt to fight ' | - |
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| So moves the pageantry today | O |
| By many a pleasant bushland way | O |
| And laughing crowds wake merriment | O |
| Where once mid silences there went | O |
| Some wandering band of blacks to seek | P |
| Their scanty fare by hill and creek | P |
| Less than ten score of years ago | Q |
| And of the future Who may know | Q |
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| Content amid this Christmas scene | R |
| Of gleaming sky and glowing green | R |
| And happy shouts one well might pray | O |
| For even yet some happier day | O |
| When growing saner kindlier still | S |
| May devise by wooded hill | S |
| And shaded vale some scene of mirth | T |
| As yet unvisioned on our eath | T |
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| Is it for this our feet are set | O |
| While war and folly men forget | O |
| Orm ust this land drift back again | I |
| To primal silence making vain | J |
| All that our vaunted progress won | U |
| Who knows Who cares Here is the sun | U |
| Glad youth calls youth by hill and creek | P |
| These are no thoughts for Christmas week | P |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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