The Drover's Sweetheart Poem Rhyme Scheme

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An hour before the sun goes down	A
Behind the ragged boughs	B
I go across the little run	C
And bring the dusty cows	B
And once I used to sit and rest	D
Beneath the fading dome	E
For there was one that I loved best	D
Who'd bring the cattle home	E
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Our yard is fixed with double bails	F
Round one the grass is green	G
The bush is growing through the rails	F
The spike is rusted in	H
And 'twas from there his freckled face	I
Would turn and smile at me	J
He'd milk a dozen in the race	I
While I was milking three	J
	-
I milk eleven cows myself	K
Where once I milked but four	L
I set the dishes on the shelf	K
And close the dairy door	L
And when the glaring sunlight fails	F
And the fire shines through the cracks	M
I climb the broken stockyard rails	F
And watch the bridle tracks	M
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He kissed me twice and once again	N
And rode across the hill	O
The pint pots and the hobble chain	P
I hear them jingling still	O
He'll come at night or not at all	Q
He left in dust and heat	R
And when the soft cool shadows fall	Q
Is the best time to meet	R
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And he is coming back again	N
He wrote to let me know	S
The floods were in the Darling then	N
It seems so long ago	S
He'd come through miles of slush and mud	T
And it was weary work	U
The creeks were bankers and the flood	T
Was forty miles round Bourke	U
	-
He said the floods had formed a block	V
The plains could not be crossed	W
And there was foot rot in the flock	V
And hundreds had been lost	W
The sheep were falling thick and fast	X
A hundred miles from town	A
And when he reached the line at last	X
He trucked the remnant down	A
	-
And so he'll have to stand the cost	Y
His luck was always bad	Z
Instead of making more he lost	W
The money that he had	Z
And how he'll manage heaven knows	A2
My eyes are getting dim	B2
He says he says he don't suppose	A2
I'll want to marry him	B2
	-
As if I wouldn't take his hand	C2
Without a golden glove	D2
Oh Jack you men won't understand	C2
How much a girl can love	D2
I long to see his face once more	L
Jack's dog thank God it's Jack	E2
I never thought I'd faint before	L
He's coming up the track	E2

Henry Lawson

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