Ben Duggan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DEEC FFGGCC HEEC IIJJCC GKKC LLMMCC NEEC OOPPCC QEEC RRSSCC TTTCJack Denver died on Talbragar when Christmas Eve began | A |
And there was sorrow round the place for Denver was a man | A |
Jack Denver's wife bowed down her head her daughter's grief was wild | B |
And big Ben Duggan by the bed stood sobbing like a child | B |
But big Ben Duggan saddled up and galloped fast and far | C |
To raise the longest funeral ever seen on Talbragar | C |
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By station home | D |
And shearing shed | E |
Ben Duggan cried Jack Denver's dead | E |
Roll up at Talbragar | C |
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He borrowed horses here and there and rode all Christmas Eve | F |
And scarcely paused a moment's time the mournful news to leave | F |
He rode by lonely huts and farms and when the day was done | G |
He turned his panting horse's head and rode to Ross's Run | G |
No bushman in a single day had ridden half so far | C |
Since Johnson brought the doctor to his wife at Talbragar | C |
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By diggers' camps | H |
Ben Duggan sped | E |
At each he cried Jack Denver's dead | E |
Roll up at Talbragar | C |
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That night he passed the humpies of the splitters on the ridge | I |
And roused the bullock drivers camped at Belinfante's Bridge | I |
And as he climbed the ridge again the moon shone on the rise | J |
The soft white moonbeams glistened in the tears that filled his eyes | J |
He dashed the rebel drops away for blinding things they are | C |
But 'twas his best and truest friend who died on Talbragar | C |
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At Blackman's Run | G |
Before the dawn | K |
Ben Duggan cried Poor Denver's gone | K |
Roll up at Talbragar | C |
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At all the shanties round the place they'd heard his horse's tramp | L |
He took the track to Wilson's Luck and told the diggers' camp | L |
But in the gorge by Deadman's Gap the mountain shades were black | M |
And there a newly fallen tree was lying on the track | M |
He saw too late and then he heard the swift hoof's sudden jar | C |
And big Ben Duggan ne'er again rode home to Talbragar | C |
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The wretch is drunk | N |
And Denver's dead | E |
A burning shame the people said | E |
Next day at Talbragar | C |
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For thirty miles round Talbragar the boys rolled up in strength | O |
And Denver had a funeral a good long mile in length | O |
Round Denver's grave that Christmas day rough bushmen's eyes were dim | P |
The western bushmen knew the way to bury dead like him | P |
But some returning homeward found by light of moon and star | C |
Ben Duggan dying in the rocks five miles from Talbragar | C |
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They knelt around | Q |
He raised his head | E |
And faintly gasped Jack Denver's dead | E |
Roll up at Talbragar | C |
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But one short hour before he died he woke to understand | R |
They told him when he asked them that the funeral was grand | R |
And then there came into his eyes a strange victorious light | S |
He smiled on them in triumph and his great soul took its flight | S |
And still the careless bushmen tell by tent and shanty bar | C |
How Duggan raised a funeral years back on Talbragar | C |
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And far and wide | T |
When Duggan died | T |
The bushmen of the western side | T |
Rode in to Talbragar | C |
Henry Lawson
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