The Army Of The Rear Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I listened through the music and the sounds of revelryA
And all the hollow noises of that year of JubileeA
I heard beyond the music and beyond the local cheerB
The steady tramp of thousands that were marching in the rearB
Tramp tramp trampC
They seem to shake the airD
Those never ceasing footsteps of the outcasts in the rearB
I heard defiance ringing from the men of rags and dirtE
I heard wan woman singing that sad Song of the ShirtE
And o er the sounds of menace and moaning low and drearB
I heard the steady tramping of their feet along the rearB
Tramp tramp trampC
Vibrating in the airB
They re swelling fast those footsteps of the Army of the RearB
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I hate the wrongs I read about I hate the wrongs I seeA
The tramping of that army sounds as music unto meA
A music that is terrible that frights the anxious earB
Is beaten from the weary feet that tramp along the rearB
Tramp tramp trampC
In dogged grim despairB
They have a goal those footsteps of the Army of the RearB
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I looked upon the nobles with their lineage so oldF
I looked upon their mansions on their acres and their goldF
I saw their women radiant in jewelled robes appearB
And then I joined the army of the outcasts in the rearB
Tramp tramp trampC
We ll show what Want can dareB
My brothers and my sisters of the Army of the RearB
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I looked upon the mass of poor in filthy alleys pentG
And on rich men s Edens that are built on grinding rentG
I looked o er London s miles of slums I saw the horrors thereB
And swore to die a soldier of the Army of the RearB
Tramp tramp trampC
I ve sworn to do and dareB
I ve sworn to die a soldier of the Army of the RearB
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They re brutes so say the wealthy and by steel must be dismayedH
Be brutes among us nobles they are brutes that ye have madeH
We want what God hath given us we want our portion hereB
And that is why we re marching and we ll march beyond the rearB
Tramp tramp trampC
Awake and have a careB
Ye proud and haughty spurners of the wretches in the rearB
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We ll nurse our wrongs to strengthen us our hate that it may growB
For outcast from society society s our foeB
Beware who grind out human flesh for human life is dearB
There s menace in the marching of the Army of the RearB
Tramp tramp trampC
There s danger in despairB
There s danger in the marching of the Army of the RearB
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The wealthy care not for our wants nor for the pangs we feelI
Our hands have clutched in vain for bread and now they clutch for steelI
Come men of rags and hunger come There s work for heroes hereB
There s room still in the vanguard of the Army of the RearB
Tramp tramp trampC
O men of want and careB
There s glory in the vanguard of the Army of the RearB

Henry Lawson



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