In 'the Benevolent' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDDE AFGFHIHHI JKJKLMLLM NON PDPPD QRQ SFTSF| 'I'm off on the wallaby ' cries Old Ben | A |
| And his pipe is lit and his swag is rolled | B |
| 'There is nothing here for us old time men | A |
| But up north I hear they are on the gold ' | C |
| And he shuffles off with a feeble stride | D |
| With his ragged swag and his billy black | E |
| He is making tracks for the other side | D |
| O'er the river deep or the Great Divide | D |
| But at night dead beat he travels back | E |
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| Then at morn next day he is off again | A |
| With an eager light in his aged eyes | F |
| Tramping away on his journey vain | G |
| For the land of promise beyond the rise | F |
| Over the range there is work to do | H |
| There is roaring life at the shanty bars | I |
| He will tramp the plains whilst the skies are blue | H |
| And will wander the great wide bushland through | H |
| And be soothed to sleep by the blinking stars | I |
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| In the garden gay where the old man roams | J |
| Pied poppies sway on their supple stalks | K |
| And the fair white rose on the soft breeze foams | J |
| And the pansies peep by the graveled walks | K |
| But his brow by the breeze of the hills is fanned | L |
| And the clink of bells to his quick ear comes | M |
| When he shades his eyes with a withered hand | L |
| He sees silent rivers and ranges grand | L |
| Or a still lagoon under silver gums | M |
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| 'Are you bound out back Dan ' the children cry | N |
| And they peer at him through the fence and shout | O |
| 'Well it's so long Dan ' as he hobbles by | N |
| With his 'Ay ay sonny lad tramping out ' | - |
| On his back he's bearing his house and bed | P |
| As he bore them both in his manhood's pride | D |
| Pressing on each day till his strength has fled | P |
| By the force of a dauntless spirit led | P |
| There's a rush somewhere on the Sydney side | D |
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| Though his sight may fail and his limbs give way | Q |
| Yet no weakness touches his brave old heart | R |
| And he cries each night 'At the break of day | Q |
| I must strap up bluey and make a start ' | - |
| And they humour him for the time is near | S |
| When he'll tramp no more under changeful skies | F |
| But will leave his travels and troubles here | T |
| Take the track God blazed with His stars and steer | S |
| To the Never Land just across the rise | F |
Edward Dyson
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