Murray's Ride Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EFGG HHII CCJ CCKK LLMM NNO OPP QQKK RR SSCCI seldom get to hatin' men nor had much cause to hate | A |
To me it just a foolish game to play at any rate | A |
But it kills the hard thought in you an' forgiveness is complete | B |
To see the man you hated once a maimed thing at your feet | B |
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We'd had a meetin' at the mill the boss had said his say | C |
The good old boss who stints himself to find the men their pay | C |
He told us fair an' honest he was up against the game | D |
Unless he got the timber out before the Winter came | D |
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I'll say this much for decent men an' decent men they were | E |
They saw the game that Murray played to give the boss a scare | F |
We saw he'd pay near anything and Ben would do him brown | G |
But a fair thing is a fair thing so we truned Ben Murray down | G |
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A truck was waitin' in the yard full loaded for the trip | H |
Just an easin' of the brake rope was enough to let her rip | H |
For half a mile or more down hill along atrack rough made | I |
To where the horses wait to haul her up the other grade | I |
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The talk was done the numbers up the boss had won the day | C |
An' we were ready to go back an' earn our bit of pay | C |
When Murray in a mad black rage goes on to rave an' shout | J |
'You're sacked ' the old man tells him plain 'I've had enough Get Out ' | - |
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For close on half a minute I expected Hell to pay | C |
But Murray glares around the mill then turns an' walks away | C |
He stops beside the loaded truck an' each man in the mill | K |
Watched Murray with a sidelong look an' each man wished him ill | K |
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I knew Ben Murray for a gab I knew him for a fool | L |
A decent man enough at heart when he was calm an' cool | L |
Wild rage had hold on him that day an' maybe madness too | M |
An' scorn in me changed to dismay at what I saw him do | M |
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He sprang behind the timber load an' leaped up to the back | N |
He loosed the rope to start the truck upon the down hill track | N |
An' if he meant to jump or stay no man will ever know | O |
'If I go out ' Ben Murray yelled 'this is the way I go ' | - |
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'Stop that mad fool ' howled old man Blair 'He'll wreck the track below ' | - |
But now the truck had gathered way an' as we watched her go | O |
Ben Murray with the brake rope slack cursed us with all his might | P |
She took the curve behind the huts an' then went out of sight | P |
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We found him near the wattle clump down in the little creek | Q |
His head was by a coral fern an' blood was on his cheek | Q |
An' blood was on the wooden rails an' he lay very still | K |
The man who half an hour ago had meant to boss the mill | K |
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'He's livin' yet' says old man Blair 'Boys we must do our best | R |
Lay hold there Jim an' you young Dick an' heave that off his chest | R |
Man but he's crushed The crazy fool Now treat him gently lad ' | - |
'The track ain't damaged much ' says Pike 'but gosh he's got it bad ' | - |
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Red stains were on the wooden track an' on the sunlight ground | S |
A wagtail twittered by the creek an' hopped an' fussed around | S |
The Laughin' Jacks were wild with mirth but very still he lay | C |
As we took poor Ben Murray up an' carried him away | C |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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