The Capital Site Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDD EEFFG HHIIJ KKBBL MMNNO IIPPQ RRSST MMUUMM

'I hear them speak of a Fed'ral siteA
Where shall arise a city brightA
Mother where is this bonzer spotB
Shall we not seek it and build our cotB
Is it in some mild and temp'rate zoneC
Where the native of drought is never known 'D
'Not theah not theah me che ild 'D
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'Is it where the mighty ranges riseE
And point their white tops to the skiesE
Where mountain torrents hurry downF
Past thriving farm and peaceful townF
Where our great city may be plannedG
A credit to our native land '-
'Not on yer life me che ild '-
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'Is it where the noble rivers flowH
And fruit and corn abundant growH
Where wide and verdant grasslands sweepI
And pleasant orchards fruited deepI
Reach out for miles across the plainsJ
Smiling to sun and grateful rains '-
'You bet it ain't me che ild '-
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'Is it far away in the Empty NorthK
Where the camel trains pro back and forthK
Some unprotected distant spotB
Where the populace congesteth notB
Fair to our foeman's envious eyeL
Which 'twould be ivise to occupy '-
'Right off the track me che ild '-
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'Is it in that land where grows the spudM
And the patient dairy cow her cudM
Doth ruminate while high green maizeN
And oats and rape delight her daysN
Where pumpkins large as great barn doorsO
Astonish country edi tors '-
'That ain't the place me che ild '-
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'Is it where the squatters squat their sheepI
And large and easy incomes reapI
That fertile land unpeopled stillP
Where none may delve or grow or tillP
Those large unoccupied estatesQ
Where sheep lords reign and dodge their rates '-
'Clean out of it me che ild '-
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'Then mother where the devil isR
This splendid city to be rizR
Is it where the giant forest treesS
Sway in the soft and balmy breezeS
Where laughing brooklets twist and turnT
Through gullies decked with tender fern '-
'Aw give it up me che ild '-
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'Where the cocky prays me gentle ladM
In vain for rain and the seasons badM
Come regularly once a yearU
And the outlook's permanently drearU
Where the Cotter cots but mostly notM
Right in the coastland's driest spotM
'It is theah it is theah me che ild '-

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis



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