Who-ll Wear The Beaten Colours? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB CCBB DDEE BBFF GGDD HHAAWho ll wear the beaten colours and cheer the beaten men | A |
Who ll wear the beaten colours till our time comes again | A |
Where sullen crowds are densest and fickle as the sea | B |
Who ll wear the beaten colours and wear them home with me | B |
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We closed the bars and gambling dens and voted straight and clean | C |
Our women walked while motor cars were whirling round the scene | C |
The Potts Point Vote was one for Greed and Ease and Luxury | B |
With all to hold and coward gold and beaten folk are we | B |
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Who ll wear the beaten colours with hands and pockets clean | C |
I wore the beaten colours since I was seventeen | C |
I wore them up and wore them down Outback and across the sea | B |
Who ll wear the beaten colours and wear them home with me | B |
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We wore them back from Ladysmith to where the peace was signed | D |
And wore them through the London streets where Jingoes howled behind | D |
We wore them to the Queen s Hall while England yelled Pro Boers | E |
And sat them over victory while London banged the doors | E |
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We wore them from Port Arthur round till all sunk in the sea | B |
Who ll wear the white man s colours and wear them home with me | B |
I ve worn them through with gentlemen with work slaves and alone | F |
Who ll wear the beaten colours boys and wear them on his own | F |
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There s one would look with startled eyes and shrink while I caressed | G |
Came I not with the colours of the conquered on my breast | G |
And twenty thousand Bushmen would stand with hands behind | D |
And scorn in all their faces for the coward of his kind | D |
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Who ll wear the beaten colours and raise the voice they drowned | H |
It may be when we march again they ll bear some other sound | H |
Who ll pin the beaten colours on and drive the beaten pen | A |
It may be other steel and ink when we march out again | A |
Henry Lawson
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