Hakim Kahn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGFGHDHE IJIJKDKE LJLJMDME CNCNEDOE AKAKIDIE| When first I found this forest place | A |
| More years ago than I can tell | B |
| I met a man of alien race | A |
| And came to know and like him well | B |
| A humble hawker spare and tall | C |
| Dark faced a handsome bearded man | D |
| And often now bush folk recall | C |
| The kindly smile of Hakim Khan | E |
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| He plied his trade in ways remote | F |
| Where bush wives pawed his varied stock | G |
| A working shirt a winter coat | F |
| Socks handkerchiefs a cheap print frock | G |
| They chaffered with him till at eve | H |
| With well fed horse and well kept van | D |
| Sim Jackson's block by Jackson's leave | H |
| Served as camp for Hakim Khan | E |
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| And many a talk and many a tale | I |
| We had together long ago | J |
| He told me of the pleasant vale | I |
| Of Kashmir where the roses grow | J |
| And while he spoke his fine dark eyes | K |
| Saw nought of bush or hawker's van | D |
| But other scenes and other skies | K |
| That held the dreams of Hakim Khan | E |
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| And while the meat that his own hand | L |
| Had slain cooked o'er the camp fire's glow | J |
| He spoke of this new kindly land | L |
| And kind good men he'd come to know | J |
| His white teeth flashing in a grin | M |
| He spoke of Jackson that nice man | D |
| Grass for my horse Small gifts could win | M |
| Deep gratitude for Hakim Khan | E |
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| For when Sim Jackson lost his all | C |
| One summer while the bush fires roared | N |
| There came a figure spare and tall | C |
| And tossed a purse upon the board | N |
| A well filled purse That help you on | E |
| Mister you pay back when you can | D |
| You been good friend And he was gone | O |
| Such was the heart of Hakim Khan | E |
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| He long since left our forest place | A |
| This hawker with the soft dark eyes | K |
| This simple man of alien race | A |
| Who looked on life so simply wise | K |
| Back in his well loved Kashmir vale | I |
| Where roses grow he ends his span | D |
| And many a bush friend hopes the tale | I |
| Of dreams come true for Hakim Khan | E |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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