The Song Of The Waste-paper Basket Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCACA DEDEAFAF GAGAHIHI AJAJKLKLO BARD of fortune you deem me nought | A |
But a mark for your careless scorn | B |
For I am the echo less grave of thought | A |
That is strangled before it s born | B |
You think perchance that I am a doom | C |
Which only a dunce should dread | A |
Nor dream I ve been the dishonoured tomb | C |
Of the noblest and brightest dead | A |
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The brightest fancies that e er can fly | D |
From the labouring minds of men | E |
Are often written in lines awry | D |
And marred by a blundering pen | E |
And thus it comes that I gain a part | A |
Of what to the world is loss | F |
Of genius lost for the want of art | A |
Of pearls that are set in dross | F |
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And though I am of a lowly birth | G |
My fame has been cheaply bought | A |
A power am I for I rob the earth | G |
Of the brightest gems of thought | A |
The Press gains much of my lawful share | H |
I am wronged without redress | I |
But I have revenge for I think it fair | H |
That I should plunder the Press | I |
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You d pause in wonder to read behind | A |
The lines of some songs I see | J |
The soul of the singer I often find | A |
In songs that are thrown to me | J |
But the song of the singer I bury deep | K |
With the scrawl of the dunce and clown | L |
And both from the eyes of the world I keep | K |
And the hopes of both I drown | L |
Henry Lawson
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