The Bard Of Furthest Out Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEFE GHGHIJIJ KIKIJLJL MIMINONO PFMFQRQR RSRSTUTU MDMDGSGS MFMFMVMV VMVMMMMM MVFVMMMM

He longed to be a Back Blocks BardA
And fame he wished to winB
He wrote at night and studied hardA
He read The BulletinC
He sent in stuff unceasinglyD
But couldn t get it throughE
And so at last he came to meF
To see what I could doE
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The poet s light was in his eyeG
He aimed to be a manH
He bought a bluey and a flyG
A brand new billy canH
I showed him how to roll his swagI
And sling it with the bestJ
I gave him my old water bagI
And pointed to the westJ
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Now you can take the train as farK
As Blazes if you likeI
The wealthy go by motor carK
Some travellers go by bikeI
They race it through without a restJ
And find it very tameL
But if you tramp it to the westJ
You ll get there just the sameL
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No matter if the hour is lateM
The morning goes Out BackI
You do not need a dog nor mateM
You ll find them on the trackI
You must avoid such deadly rhymesN
As self and elf and shelfO
But were it as in other timesN
I d go with you myselfO
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Those days are done for me but ahP
On hills where you shall beF
The wattle and the waratahM
Are good to smell and seeF
But there s a scent my heart believesQ
That travellers set higherR
Than wattle tis the dried gum leavesQ
That light the evening fireR
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The evening fire and morning fireR
Are one fire in the BushS
You ll find the points that you requireR
As towards the west you pushS
And as you pass by ancient waysT
Old camps and mountain springsU
The spirits of the Roaring DaysT
Will whisper many thingsU
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The lonely ridge and gully beltM
The spirit of the wholeD
It must be seen it must be feltM
Must sink into your soulD
The summer silence creek oaks sighG
The windy rainy wooshS
Tis known to other men and IG
The Spirit of the BushS
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So on and on through dust and heatM
When past the spurs you beF
And you shall meet whom you shall meetM
And see what you shall seeF
You need not claim the stranger s dueM
They yield it everywhereV
And mateship is a thing that youM
Must take for granted thereV
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And in the land of Lord knows whereV
Right up and furthest outM
You find a new Australia thereV
That we know nought aboutM
Live as they live fight as they fightM
Succeed as they succeedM
And then come back again and writeM
For all the world to readM
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I ve got a note from HungerfordM
Tis written frank and fairV
The bushman s grim philosophyF
The bushman s grin are thereV
And tramping on through rain and droughtM
Unlooked for and unmissedM
I may have sent to furthest outM
The Great Bush NovelistM

Henry Lawson



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