The Lone Trail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDDEEFFGGHIJJKKLLMM M NNOO| Ye who know the Lone Trail fain would follow it | A |
| Though it lead to glory or the darkness of the pit | A |
| Ye who take the Lone Trail bid your love good by | B |
| The Lone Trail the Lone Trail follow till you die | B |
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| The trails of the world be countless and most of the trails be tried | C |
| You tread on the heels of the many till you come where the ways divide | C |
| And one lies safe in the sunlight and the other is dreary and wan | D |
| Yet you look aslant at the Lone Trail and the Lone Trail lures you on | D |
| And somehow you're sick of the highway with its noise and its easy needs | E |
| And you seek the risk of the by way and you reck not where it leads | E |
| And sometimes it leads to the desert and the togue swells out of the mouth | F |
| And you stagger blind to the mirage to die in the mocking drouth | F |
| And sometimes it leads to the mountain to the light of the lone camp fire | G |
| And you gnaw your belt in the anguish of hunger goded desire | G |
| And sometimes it leads to the Southland to the swamp where the orchid glows | H |
| And you rave to your grave with the fever and they rob the corpse for its clothes | I |
| And sometimes it leads to the Northland and the scurvy softens your bones | J |
| And your flesh dints in like putty and you spit out your teeth like stones | J |
| And sometimes it leads to a coral reef in the wash of a weedy sea | K |
| And you sit and stare at the empty glare where the gulls wait greedily | K |
| And sometimes it leads to an Arctic trail and the snows where your torn feet freeze | L |
| And you whittle away the useless clay and crawl on your hands and knees | L |
| Often it leads to the dead pit always it leads to pain | M |
| By the bones of your brothers ye know it but oh to follow you're fain | M |
| By your bones they will follow behind you till the ways of the world are made plain | M |
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| Bid good by to sweetheart bid good by to friend | N |
| The Lone Trail the Lone Trail follow to the end | N |
| Tarry not and fear not chosen of the true | O |
| Lover of the Lone Trail the Lone Trail waits for you | O |
Robert Service
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