Dan, The Wreck Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFAGAG HIJIIIII EKLKMDMN IOIOKIKI NPNPQRQ QSQSITII QUQUEIVI IWIWKXKX QQQQXTXT YXYX NTZ QDQDXIXI

Tall and stout and solid lookingA
Yet a wreckB
None would think Death's finger's hookingA
Him from deckB
Cause of half the fun that's startedC
Hard case' DanD
Isn't like a broken heartedC
Ruined manD
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Walking coat from tail to throat isE
Frayed and greenedF
Like a man whose other coat isE
Being cleanedF
Gone for ever round the edgingA
Past repairG
Waistcoat pockets frayed with dredgingA
After sprats' no longer thereG
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Wearing summer boots in June orH
Slippers worn and oldI
Like a man whose other shoon areJ
Getting soledI
Pants They're far from being recentI
But perhaps I'd better notI
Says they are the only decentI
Pair he's gotI
-
And his hat I am afraid isE
Troubling himK
Past all lifting to the ladiesL
By the brimK
But although he'd hardly strike aM
Girl would DanD
Yet he wears his wreckage like aM
GentlemanN
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Once no matter how the rest dressedI
Up or downO
Once they say he was the best dressedI
Man in townO
Must have been before I knew himK
Now you'd scarcely care to meetI
And be noticed talking to himK
In the streetI
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Drink the cause and dissipationN
That is clearP
Maybe friend or kind relationN
Cause of beerP
And the talking fool who neverQ
Reads or thinksR
Says from hearsay Yes he's cleverQ
But you know he drinks '-
-
Been an actor and a writerQ
Doesn't whineS
Reckoned now the best reciterQ
In his lineS
Takes the stage at times and fills itI
Princess May' or Waterloo'T
Raise a sneer his first line kills itI
Brings 'em' tooI
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Where he lives or how or whereforeQ
No one knowsU
Lost his real friends and thereforeQ
Lost his foesU
Had no doubt his own romancesE
Met his fateI
Tortured doubtless by the chancesV
And the luck that comes too lateI
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Now and then his boots are polishedI
Collar cleanW
And the worst grease stains abolishedI
By ammonia or benzineW
Hints of some attempt to shove himK
From the tapsX
Or of someone left to love himK
Sister p'r'apsX
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After all he is a grafterQ
Earns his cheerQ
Keeps the room in roars of laughterQ
When he gets outside a beerQ
Yarns that would fall flat from othersX
He can tellT
How he spent his stuff' my brothersX
You know wellT
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Manner puts a man in mind ofY
Old club balls and evening dressX
Ugly with a handsome kind ofY
UglinessX
-
-
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One of those we say of oftenN
While hearts swellT
Standing sadly by the coffinZ
He looks well '-
-
-
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We may be so goes a rumourQ
Bad as DanD
But we may not have the humourQ
Of the manD
Nor the sight well deem it blindnessX
As the general public doI
And the love of human kindnessX
Or the GRIT to see it throughI

Henry Lawson



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