New Country Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKL MNMN| Conde had come with us all the way | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Eight hundred miles but the fortnight's rest | B |
| Made him fresh as a youngster the sturdy bay | A |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp And Lurline was looking her very best | B |
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| Weary and footsore the cattle strayed | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp 'Mid the silvery saltbush well content | D |
| Where the creeks lay cool 'neath the gidya's shade | C |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The stock horses clustered travel spent | D |
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| In the bright spring morning we left them all | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Camp and cattle and white and black | F |
| And rode for the Range's westward fall | E |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Where the dingo's trail was the only track | F |
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| Slow through the clay pans wet to the knee | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp With the cane grass rustling overhead | H |
| Swift o'er the plains with never a tree | G |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Up the cliffs by a torrent's bed | H |
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| Bridle on arm for a mile or more | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp We toiled ere we reached Bindanna's verge | J |
| And saw as one sees a far off shore | I |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp The blue hills bounding the forest surge | J |
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| An ocean of trees by the west wind stirred | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp Rolled ever rolled to the great cliff's base | L |
| And its sound like the noise of waves was heard | K |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp 'Mid the rocks and the caves of that lonely place | L |
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| We recked not of wealth in stream or soil | M |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp As we heard on the heights the breezes sing | N |
| We felt no longer our travel toil | M |
| nbsp nbsp nbsp We feared no more what the years might bring | N |
Mary Hannay Foott
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