Shearers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBBCDED FGFGHG G AIJIKI I LGM KNIN OPIPQBFB

No church bell rings them from the TrackA
No pulpit lights their blindnessB
'Tis hardship drought and homelessnessB
That teach those Bushmen kindnessB
The mateship born of barren landsC
Of toil and thirst and dangerD
The camp fare for the stranger setE
The first place to the strangerD
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They do the best they can to dayF
Take no thought of the morrowG
Their way is not the old world wayF
They live to lend and borrowG
When shearing's done and cheques gone wrongH
They call it 'time to slither'G
They saddle up and say 'So long '-
And ride the Lord knows whitherG
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And though he may be brown or blackA
Or wrong man there or right manI
The mate that's honest to his matesJ
They call that man a 'white man'I
They tramp in mateship side by sideK
The Protestant and 'Roman'I
They call no biped lord or 'sir '-
And touch their hats to no manI
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They carry in their swags perhapsL
A portrait and a letterG
And maybe deep down in their heartsM
The hope of 'something better '-
Where lonely miles are long to rideK
And all days seem recurrentN
There's lots of time to think of menI
They might have been but weren'tN
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They turn their faces to the westO
And leave the world behind themP
Their drought dried graves are seldom greenI
Where even mates can find themP
They know too little of the worldQ
To rise to wealth or greatnessB
But in this book of mine I payF
My tribute to their straightnessB

Henry Lawson



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