In The Storm That Is To Come Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEE FFCC GGHH IIFJ KKLL MLNO FFPP

By our place in the midst of the furthest seas we were fated to stand aloneA
When the nations fly at each other's throats let Australia look to her ownA
Let her spend her gold on the barren west let her keep her men at homeB
For the South must look to the South for strength in the storm that is to comeC
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Now who shall gallop from cape to cape and who shall defend our shoresD
The crowd that stand on the kerb agape and glares at the cricket scoresD
And who will hold the invader back when the shells tear up the groundE
The weeds that yelp by the cycling track while a nigger scorches roundE
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There may be many to man the forts in the big towns beside the seaF
But the East will call to the West for scouts in the storm that is to beF
The West cries out to the East in drought but the coastal towns are dumbC
And the East must look to the West for food in the war that is to comeC
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The rain comes down on the Western land and the rivers run to wasteG
When the city folk rush for the special tram in their childless senseless hasteG
And never a pile of a lock we drive but a few mean tanks we scratchH
For the fate of a nation is nought compared with the turn of a cricket matchH
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There's a gutter of mud where there spread a flood from the land long western creeksI
There is dust and drought on the plains far out where the water lay for weeksI
There's a pitiful dam where a dyke should stretch and a tank where a lake should beF
And the rain goes down through the silt and sand and the floods waste into the seasJ
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We'll fight for Britain or for Japan we will fling the land's wealth outK
While every penny and every man should be used to fight the droughtK
God helps the nation that helps itself and the water brings the rainL
And a deadlier foe than the world could send is loose on the western plainL
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I saw a vision in days gone by and would dream that dream againM
Of the days when the Darling shall not back her billabongs up in vainL
There were reservoirs and grand canals where the Dry Country had beenN
And a glorious network of aqueducts and the fields were always greenO
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I have seen so long in the land I love what the land I love might beF
Where the Darling rises from Queensland rains and the floods run into the seaF
And it is our fate that we'll wake to late to the truth that we were blindP
With a foreign foe at our harbour gate and a blazing drought behindP

Henry Lawson



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