The Good Samaritan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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He comes from out the ages dimA
The good SamaritanB
I somehow never pictured himA
A fat and jolly manC
But one who d little joy to gleanD
And little coin to giveE
A sad faced man and lank and leanD
Who found it hard to liveF
His eyes were haggard in the droughtG
His hair was iron greyH
His dusty gown was patched no doubtG
Where we patch pants to dayH
His faded turban too was tornI
But darned and folded neatJ
And leagues of desert sand had wornI
The sandals on his feetJ
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He s been a fool perhaps and wouldK
Have prospered had he triedL
But he was one who never couldK
Pass by the other sideL
An honest man whom men called softM
While laughing in their sleevesN
No doubt in business ways he oftO
Had fallen amongst thievesN
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And I suppose by track and tentP
And other ancient waysQ
He drank and fought and loved and wentP
The pace in his young daysQ
And he had known the bitter yearR
When love and friendship failS
I wouldn t be surprised to hearT
That he had been in jailS
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A silent man whose passions sleptU
Who had no friends or foesV
A quiet man who always keptU
His hopes and sorrows closeW
A man who very seldom smiledX
And one who could not weepY
Be it for death of wife or childX
Or sorrow still more deepY
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But sometimes when a man would raveZ
Of wrong as sinners doA2
He d say to cheer and make him braveZ
I ve had my troubles tooA2
They might be twittered by the birdsB2
And breathed high Heaven throughA2
There s beauty in those world old wordsB2
I ve had my sorrows tooA2
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And if he was a married manC
As many are that roamC2
I guess that good SamaritanB
Was rather glum at homeC2
Impatient when a child would fretD2
And strict at times and grimA
A man whose kinsmen never yetD2
Appreciated himA
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Howbeit in a study brownE2
He had for all we knowF2
His own thoughts as he journeyed downE2
The road to JerichoF2
And pondered as we puzzle yetD2
On tragedies of lifeG2
And maybe he was deep in debtD2
And parted from his wifeG2
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And so by chance there came that wayH
It reads not like romanceH2
The truest friends on earth to dayH
They mostly come by chanceH2
He saw a stranger left by thievesN
Sore hurt and like to dieI2
He also saw my heart believesN
The others pass him byI2
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Perhaps that good SamaritanB
Knew Levite well and priestJ2
He lifted up the wounded manC
And sat him on his beastJ2
And took him on towards the innK2
All Christ like unawaresL2
Still pondering perhaps on sinK2
And virtue and his caresL2
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He bore him in and fixed him rightM2
Helped by the local drunkN2
And wined and oiled him well all nightM2
And thought beside his bunkN2
And on the morrow ere he wentP
He left a quid and spokeO2
Unto the host in terms which meantP
Look after that poor blokeO2
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He must have known them at the innK2
They must have known him tooA2
Perhaps on that same track he d seenD
Some other sick mate throughA2
For Whatsoe er thou spendest moreP2
The parable is plainQ2
I will repay he told the hostR2
When I return againS2
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He seemed to be a good sort tooA2
The boss of that old pubT2
As even now there are a fewA2
At shanties in the scruP2
The good Samaritan jogged onU2
Through Canaan s dust and heatJ
And pondered over various schemesV2
And ways to make ends meetJ
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He was no Christian understandW2
For Christ had not been bornI
He journeyed later through the landW2
To hold the priests to scornI
And tell the world of certain menS2
Like that SamaritanB
And preach the simple creed againS2
Man s duty Man to manC
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Once on a time there lived a manC
But he has lived alwayH
And that gaunt good SamaritanB
Is with us here to dayH
He passes through the city streetsX2
Unnoticed and unknownY2
He helps the sinner that he meetsX2
His sorrows are his ownY2
He shares his tucker on the trackZ2
When things are at their worstA3
And often shouts in bars outbackZ2
For souls that are athirstA3
To day I see him staggering downE2
The blazing water courseB3
And making for the distant townE2
With a sick man on his horseB3
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He ll live while nations find their gravesC3
And mortals suffer painQ2
When colour rules and whites are slavesC3
And savages againS2
And after all is past and doneB
He ll rise up the Last ManC
From tending to the last but oneB
The good SamaritanB

Henry Lawson



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