The Three Kings [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFF GGHH FFII JJBB| The East is dead and the West is done and again our course lies thus | A |
| South east by Fate and the Rising Sun where the Three Kings wait for us | A |
| When our hearts are young and the world is wide and the heights seem grand to climb | B |
| We are off and away to the Sydney side but the Three Kings bide their time | B |
| I ve been to the West the digger said he was bearded bronzed and old | C |
| Ah the smothering curse of the East is wool and the curse of the West is gold | C |
| I went to the West in the golden boom with Hope and a life long mate | D |
| They sleep in the sand by the Boulder Soak and long may the Three Kings wait | D |
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| I ve had my fling on the Sydney side said a blacksheep to the sea | E |
| Let the young fool learn when he can t be taught I ve learnt what s good for me | E |
| And he gazed ahead on the sea line dim grown dim in his softened eyes | F |
| With a pain in his heart that was good for him as he saw the Three Kings rise | F |
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| A pale girl sits on the foc sle head she is back Three Kings so soon | G |
| But it seems to her like a life time dead since she fled with him saloon | G |
| There is refuge still in the old folks arms for the child that loved too well | H |
| They will hide her shame on the Southern farm and the Three Kings will not tell | H |
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| Twas a restless heart on the tide of life and a false star in the skies | F |
| That led me on to the deadly strife where the Southern London lies | F |
| But I dream in peace of a home for me by a glorious southern sound | I |
| As the sunset fades from a moonlit sea and the Three Kings show us round | I |
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| Our hearts are young and the old hearts old and life on the farms is slow | J |
| And away in the world there is fame and gold and the Three Kings watch us go | J |
| Our heads seem wise and the world seems wide and its heights are ours to climb | B |
| So it s off and away in our youthful pride but the Three Kings bide our time | B |
Henry Lawson
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