Camped By The Creek Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEF FGFGHIH HJHJHKHKLMLMNONO FPFPLQLQRSRSTUVULFLF| 'All day a strong sun has been drinking | A |
| The ponds in the Wattletree Glen | B |
| And now as they're puddles I'm thinking | A |
| We were wise to head hitherwards men | B |
| The country is heavy to nor'ard | C |
| But Lord how you rattled along | D |
| Jack's chestnut's best leg was put for'ard | C |
| And the bay from the start galloped strong | D |
| But for bottom I'd stake my existence | E |
| There's none of the lot like the mare | F |
| For look she has come the whole distance | E |
| With never the turn of a hair' | F |
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| 'But now let us stop for the super' | F |
| Will want us to morrow by noon | G |
| And as he can swear like a trooper | F |
| We can't be a minute too soon | G |
| Here Dick you can hobble the filly | H |
| And chestnut but don't take a week | I |
| And Jack hurry off with the billy | H |
| And fill it We'll camp by the creek ' | - |
| - | |
| So spoke the old stockman and quickly | H |
| We made ourselves snug for the night | J |
| The smoke wreaths above us curled thickly | H |
| For our pipes were the first thing a light | J |
| As we sat round a fire that only | H |
| A well seasoned bushman can make | K |
| Far forests grew silent and lonely | H |
| Though the paw was astir in the brake | K |
| But not till our supper was ended | L |
| And not till old Bill was asleep | M |
| Did wild things by wonder attended | L |
| In shot of our camping ground creep | M |
| Scared eyes from thick tuft and tree hollow | N |
| Gleamed out thro' the forest boles stark | O |
| And ever a hurry would follow | N |
| Of fugitive feet in the dark | O |
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| While Dick and I yarned and talked over | F |
| Old times that had gone like the sun | P |
| The wail of the desolate plover | F |
| Came up from the swamps in the run | P |
| And sniffing our supper elated | L |
| From his den the red dingo crawled out | Q |
| But skulked in the darkness and waited | L |
| Like a cunning but cowardly scout | Q |
| Thereafter came sleep that soon falls on | R |
| A man who has ridden all day | S |
| And when midnight had deepened the palls on | R |
| The hills we were snoring away | S |
| But ere we dozed off the wild noises | T |
| Of forest of fen and of stream | U |
| Grew strange and were one with the voices | V |
| That died with a sweet semi dream | U |
| And the tones of the waterfall blended | L |
| With the song of the wind on the shore | F |
| Became a soft psalm that ascended | L |
| Grew far and we heard it no more | F |
Henry Kendall
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