The Nation Builders Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDDEE FFGGHHIE JJKKCCIE LLMMNNOOEE PPQQRREEA handful of workers seeking the star of a strong intent | A |
A handful of heroes scattered to conquer a continent | B |
Thirst and fever and famine drought and ruin and flood | C |
And the bones that bleach on the sandhill and the spears that redden with blood | C |
And the pitiless might of the molten skies at noon on the sun cracked plain | D |
And the walls of the northern jungles shall front them ever in vain | D |
Till the land that lies like a giant asleep shall wake to the victory won | E |
And the hearts of the Nation Builders shall know that the work is done | E |
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To North on the seas of summer where the pearl flotillas swim | F |
To East where the axe is ringing in the heart of the ranges grim | F |
On the plains where the free wind bloweth by never a tree or shrub | G |
On the pine topped slopes where the settler carves a home in the tropic scrub | G |
On fields where the miner sleeps unstirred by the ceaseless monotone | H |
And crash of the stampers night and day at work on the milk white stone | H |
'Tis war and stress with never a pause to mourn for a stout heart gone | I |
Till the souls of the Nation Builders shall know that the work is done | E |
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On the deck of the lonely light ship in the sand of the new found West | J |
Where strong men fall and die like sheep in the thirst of the golden quest | J |
By the dry stock routes by the burnt up creeks where the cattle sink and fail | K |
By the coral reefs where the b ching boats swing on 'neath the sun tanned sail | K |
In the wild ravine where the searcher's gold is bought with his own heart's blood | C |
In the dark of the drive where the miner's life goes out with the swirling flood | C |
'Tis war and stress with never a pause to mourn for a stout heart gone | I |
Till the lives of the Nation Builders have paid for the victory won | E |
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In the glare and steam of the cities the thunder and chatter of wheel | L |
By the teeming wharves where the liners lie at rest on an even keel | L |
In the strife of a swelling commerce at the desk in the dull routine | M |
Where the soul of a man is warped and sunk to the soul of a mere machine | M |
In the flash of the wire to west and north in the hum of the restless street | N |
In the pulse of the toiling press that beats all night in a fever heat | N |
Where the weary brain and the pen plod on 'neath the white electric light | O |
Tho' we fail and fall still the fight goes on and ever our sons shall fight | O |
Till the land that lies like a giant asleep shall wake to the victory won | E |
And the hearts of the Nation Builders shall know that the work is done | E |
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We are but the hands of the Builder who toileth and frameth afar | P |
System and order and sequence sun and planet and star | P |
Faint sparks of a Mighty Genius a breath of the Over Soul | Q |
Who shapes the thought of the workers wherever his worlds may roll | Q |
On tho' we grope and blunder the trend of our aim is true | R |
On there is death in dalliance whilst yet there is work to do | R |
Till the land that lies like a giant asleep shall wake to the victory won | E |
And the eyes of the Master Worker shall see that the work is done | E |
George Essex Evans
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