Foreign Lands Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCBDDBBEEB FFBB GGBBHHB IIBBJJB KKBBLLB MMBB

You may roam the wide seas over follow meet and cross the sunA
Sail as far as ships can sail and travel far as trains can runA
You may ride and tramp wherever range or plain or sea expandsB
But the crowd has been before you and you ll not find Foreign LandsB
For the Early Days are overC
And no more the white winged roverC
Sinks the gale worn coast of England bound for bays in Foreign LandsB
Foreign Lands are in the distance dim and dreamlike faint and farD
Long ago and over yonder where our boyhood fancies areD
For the land is by the railway cramped as though with iron bandsB
And the steamship and the cable did away with Foreign LandsB
Ah the days of blue and goldE
When the news was six months oldE
But the news was worth the telling in the days of Foreign LandsB
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Here we slave the dull years hopeless for the sake of Wool and WheatF
Here the homes of ugly Commerce niggard farm and haggard streetF
Yet our mothers and our fathers won the life the heart demandsB
Less than fifty years gone over we were born in Foreign LandsB
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When the gipsies stole the children still in village tale and songG
And the world was wide to travel and the roving spirit strongG
When they dreamed of South Sea Islands summer seas and coral strandsB
Then the bravest hearts of England sailed away to Foreign LandsB
Fitting foreign flood and fieldH
Half the world and orders sealedH
And the first and best of Europe went to fight in Foreign LandsB
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Canvas towers on the ocean homeward bound and outward boundI
Glint of topsails over islands splash of anchors in the soundI
Then they landed in the forests took their strong lives in their handsB
And they fought and toiled and conquered making homes in Foreign LandsB
Through the cold and through the droughtJ
Further on and further outJ
Winning half the world for England in the wilds of Foreign LandsB
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Love and pride of life inspired them when the simple village heartsK
Followed Master Will and Harry gone abroad to furrin partsK
By our townships and our cities and across the desert sandsB
Are the graves of those who fought and died for us in Foreign LandsB
Gave their young lives for our sakeL
Was it all a grand mistakeL
Sons of Master Will and Harry born abroad in Foreign LandsB
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Ah my girl our lives are narrow and in sordid days like theseM
I can hate the things that banished Foreign Lands across the seasM
But with all the world before us God above us hearts and handsB
I can sail the seas in fancy far away to Foreign LandsB

Henry Lawson



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