Poet Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson

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Australian Engineers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E E E E E E F E E G G E E H H I E E E E J J K K E E L L E E

Ah well but the case seems hopeless and the pen might write in vainA
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The people gabble of old things over and over againB
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For the sake of the sleek importer we slave with the pick and the shearsC
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While hundreds of boys in Australia long to be engineersD
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A new generation has risen under Australian skiesE
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Boys with the light of genius deep in their dreamy eyesE
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Not as of artists or poets with their vain imaginingsE
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But born to be thinkers and doers and makers of wonderful thingsE
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Born to be builders of vessels in the Harbours of Waste and LossE
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That shall carry our goods to the nations flying the Southern CrossE
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And fleets that shall guard our seaboard while theF
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East is backed by the JewsE
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Under Australian captains and manned by Australian crewsE
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Boys who are slight and quiet but boys who are strong and trueG
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Dreaming of great inventions always of something newG
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With brains untrammelled by training but quick where reason directsE
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Boys with imagination and keen strong intellectsE
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They long for the crank and the belting the gear and the whirring wheelH
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The stamp of the giant hammer the glint of the polished steelH
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For the mould and the vice and the turning latheI
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they are boys who long for the keysE
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To the doors of the world's mechanics and science's mysteriesE
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They would be makers of fabrics of cloth for the continentsE
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Makers of mighty engines and delicate instrumentsE
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It is they who would set fair cities on the western plains far outJ
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They who would garden the deserts it is they who would conquer the droughtJ
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They see the dykes to the skyline where a dust waste blazes to dayK
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And they hear the lap of the waters on the miles of sand and clayK
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They see the rainfall increasing and the bountiful sweeps of grassE
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And all the year on the rivers long strings of their barges passE
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But still are the steamers loading with our timber and wood and goldL
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To return with the costly shoddy stacked high in the foreign holdL
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With cardboard boots for our leather and Brum magem goods and slopsE
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For thin white faced Australians to sell in our sordid shopsE

Henry Lawson



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