The Dog Guard: An Australian Story Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIGGGG JJKKLLMMGG NNGGDDOOPP GGQQGGFFRRSSGG GGHHTTGGHH GGGGGGII UUBBVVGG WWXXYYZZG A2A2BB GGIIXX GGB2C2HHD2D2 C2B2GGHH E2E2GGSS F2F2GGG2H2GG MMNNGGPPH2G2I2I2GGJ2 J2 DDGGK2K2PPL2L2 F2F2GGM2M2N2E2 BBGGTTThere are lonesome places upon the earth | A |
That have never re echoed a sound of mirth | A |
Where the spirits abide that feast and quaff | B |
On the shuddering soul of a murdered laugh | B |
And take grim delight in the fearful start | C |
As their unseen fingers clutch the heart | C |
And the blood flies out from the griping pain | D |
To carry the chill through every vein | D |
And the staring eyes and the whitened faces | E |
Are a joy to these ghosts of the lonesome places | E |
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But of all the spots on this earthly sphere | F |
Where these dismal spirits are strong and near | F |
There is one more dreary than all the rest | G |
'Tis the barren island of Rottenest | G |
On Australia's western coast you may | H |
On a seaman's chart of Fremantle Bay | H |
Find a tiny speck some ten miles from shore | I |
If the chart be good there is something more | I |
For a shoal runs in on the landward side | G |
With five fathoms marked for the highest tide | G |
You have nought but my word for all the rest | G |
But that speck is the island of Rottenest | G |
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'Tis a white sand heap about two miles long | J |
And say half as wide but the deeds of wrong | J |
Between man and his brother that there took place | K |
Are sufficient to sully a continent's face | K |
Ah cruel tales were they told as a whole | L |
They would scare your polished humanity's soul | L |
They would blanch the cheeks in your carpeted room | M |
With a terrible thought of the merited doom | M |
For the crimes committed still unredrest | G |
On that white sand heap called Rottenest | G |
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Of late years the island is not so bare | N |
As it was when I saw it first for there | N |
On the outer headland some buildings stand | G |
And a flag red crossed says the patch of sand | G |
Is a recognized part of the wide domain | D |
That is blessed with the peace of Victoria's reign | D |
But behind the lighthouse the land's the same | O |
And it bears grim proof of the white man's shame | O |
For the miniature vales that the island owns | P |
Have a horrible harvest of human bones | P |
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And how did they come there that's the word | G |
And I'll answer it now with a tale I heard | G |
From the lips of a man who was there and saw | Q |
The bad end of man's greed and of colony law | Q |
Many years ago when the white man first | G |
Set his foot on the coast and was hated and cursed | G |
By the native who had not yet learned to fear | F |
The dark wrath of the stranger but drove his spear | F |
With a freeman's force and a bushman's yell | R |
At the white invader it then befell | R |
That so many were killed and cooked and eaten | S |
There was risk of the whites in the end being beaten | S |
So a plan was proposed 'twas deemed safest and best | G |
To imprison the natives in Rottenest | G |
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And so every time there was white blood spilled | G |
There were black men captured and those not killed | G |
In the rage of vengeance were sent away | H |
To this bleak sand isle in Fremantle Bay | H |
And it soon came round that a thousand men | T |
Were together there like wild beasts in a pen | T |
There was not a shrub or grass blade in the sand | G |
Nor a piece of timber as large as your hand | G |
But a government boat went out each day | H |
To fling meat ashore and then sailed away | H |
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For a year or so was this course pursued | G |
Till 'twas noticed that fewer came down for food | G |
When the boat appeared then a guard lay round | G |
The island one night and the white men found | G |
That the savages swam at the lowest tide | G |
To the shoal that lay on the landward side | G |
'Twas a mile from the beach and then waded ashore | I |
So the settlers met in grave council once more | I |
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That a guard was needed was plain to all | U |
But nobody answered the Governor's call | U |
For a volunteer watch They were only a few | B |
And their wild young farms gave plenty to do | B |
And the council of settlers was breaking up | V |
With a dread of the sorrow they'd have to sup | V |
When the savage unawed and for vengeance wild | G |
Lay await in the wood for the mother and child | G |
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And with doleful countenance each to his neighbor | W |
Told a dreary tale of the world of labor | W |
He had and said ' Let him watch who can | X |
I can't ' when there stepped to the front a man | X |
With a hard brown face and a burglar's brow | Y |
Who had learned the secret he uttered now | Y |
When he served in the chain gang in New South Wales | Z |
And he said to them ' Friends as all else fails | Z |
These 'ere natives are safe as if locked and barred | G |
If you'll line that shoal with a mastiff guard ' | - |
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And the settlers looked at each other awhile | A2 |
Till the wonder toned to a well pleased smile | A2 |
When the brown ex burglar said he knew | B |
And would show the whole of 'em what to do | B |
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Some three weeks after the guard was set | G |
And a native who swam to the shoal was met | G |
By two half starved dogs when a mile from shore | I |
And somehow that native was never seen more | I |
All the settlers were pleased with the capital plan | X |
And they voted their thanks to the hard faced man | X |
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For a year each day did the government boat | G |
Take the meat to the isle and its guard afloat | G |
In a line on the face of the shoal the dogs | B2 |
Had a dry house each on some anchored logs | C2 |
And the neck chain from each stretched just half way | H |
To the next dog's house right across the Bay | H |
Ran a line that was hideous with horrid sounds | D2 |
From the hungry throats of two hundred hounds | D2 |
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So one more year passed and the brutes on the logs | C2 |
Had grown more like devils than common dogs | B2 |
There was such a hell chorus by day and night | G |
That the settlers ashore were chilled with fright | G |
When they thought if that legion should break away | H |
And come in with the tide some fatal day | H |
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But they ' scapod that chance for a man came in | E2 |
From the Bush one day with a 'possum's skin | E2 |
To the throat filled up with large pearls he'd found | G |
To the north on the shore of the Shark's Bay Sound | G |
And the settlement blazed with a wild commotion | S |
At sight of the gems from the wealthy ocean | S |
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Then the settlers all began to pack | F2 |
Their tools and tents and to ask the track | F2 |
That the bushman followed to strike the spot | G |
While the dogs and natives were all forgot | G |
In two days from that camp on the River Swan | G2 |
To the Shark's Bay Sound had the settlers gone | H2 |
And no merciful feeling did one retard | G |
For the helpless men and their terrible guard | G |
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It were vain to try in my quiet room | M |
To write down the truth of the awful doom | M |
That befell those savages prisoned there | N |
When the pangs of hunger and wild despair | N |
Had nigh made them mad as the fiends outside | G |
'Tis enough that one night through the low ebb tide | G |
Swam nine hundred savages armed with stones | P |
And with weapons made from their dead friends' bones | P |
Without ripple or sound when the moon was gone | H2 |
Through the inky water they glided on | G2 |
Swimming deep and scarce daring to draw a breath | I2 |
While the guards if they saw were as dumb as death | I2 |
'Twas a terrible picture O God that the night | G |
Were so black as to cover the horrid sight | G |
From the eyes of the Angel that notes man's ways | J2 |
In the book that will ope on the Day of Days | J2 |
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There were screams when they met shrill screams of pain | D |
For each animal swam at the length of his chain | D |
And with parching throat and in furious mood | G |
Lay awaiting not men but his coming food | G |
There were short sharp cries and a line of fleck | K2 |
As the long fangs sank in the swimmer's neck | K2 |
There were gurgling growls mixed with human groans | P |
For the savages drave the sharpened bones | P |
Through their enemies' ribs and the bodies sank | L2 |
Each dog holding fast with a bone through his flank | L2 |
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Then those of the natives who 'scaped swam back | F2 |
But too late for scores of the savage pack | F2 |
Driven mad by the yells and the sounds of fight | G |
Had broke loose and followed On that dread night | G |
Let the curtain fall when the red sun rose | M2 |
From the placid ocean the joys and woes | M2 |
Of a thousand men he had last eve seen | N2 |
Were as things or thoughts that had never been | E2 |
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When the settlers returned in a month or two | B |
They bethought of the dogs and the prisoned crew | B |
And a boat went out on a tardy quest | G |
Of whatever was living on Rottenest | G |
They searched all the isle and sailed back again | T |
With some specimen bones of the dogs and men | T |
John Boyle O'reilly
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