Taking His Chance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDD EEFFGG EEHHDD IIJ KK FFLLGG IMMNN O HHDDThey stood by the door of the Inn on the Rise | A |
May Carney looked up in the bushranger's eyes | A |
Oh why did you come it was mad of you Jack | B |
You know that the troopers are out on your track ' | C |
A laugh and a shake of his obstinate head | D |
I wanted a dance and I'll chance it ' he said | D |
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Some twenty odd bushmen had come to the ball' | E |
But Jack from his youth had been known to them all | E |
And bushmen are soft where a woman is fair | F |
So the love of May Carney protected him there | F |
And all the short evening it seems like romance | G |
She danced with a bushranger taking his chance | G |
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Twas midnight the dancers stood suddenly still | E |
For hoofs had been heard on the side of the hill | E |
Ben Duggan the drover along the hillside | H |
Came riding as only a bushman can ride | H |
He sprang from his horse to the shanty he sped | D |
The troopers are down in the gully ' he said | D |
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Quite close to the homestead the troopers were seen | I |
Clear out and ride hard for the ranges Jack Dean | I |
Be quick ' said May Carney her hand on her heart | J |
We'll bluff them awhile and 'twill give you a start ' | - |
He lingered a moment to kiss her of course | K |
Then ran to the trees where he'd hobbled his horse | K |
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She ran to the gate and the troopers were there | F |
The jingle of hobbles came faint on the air | F |
Then loudly she screamed it was only to drown | L |
The treacherous clatter of slip rails let down | L |
But troopers are sharp and she saw at a glance | G |
That someone was taking a desperate chance | G |
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They chased and they shouted Surrender Jack Dean ' | - |
They called him three times in the name of the Queen | I |
Then came from the darkness the clicking of locks | M |
The crack of the rifles was heard in the rocks | M |
A shriek and a shout and a rush of pale men | N |
And there lay the bushranger chancing it then | N |
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The sergeant dismounted and knelt on the sod | O |
Your bushranging's over make peace Jack with God ' | - |
The bushranger laughed not a word he replied | H |
But turned to the girl who knelt down by his side | H |
He gazed in her eyes as she lifted his head | D |
Just kiss me my girl and I'll chance it ' he said | D |
Henry Lawson
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