Fragment - Her Last Day Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCDEFDEFCGGHHI JKBBLJJMNOMNJOEPPQEE RRQ ESEETSTUUEVVSVEVES SEEWSEXXFEYY EZA2NEENZA2EB2SEA2EC 2SZC2C2B2S

It was a day of sombre heatA
The still dense air was void of soundB
And life no wing of bird did beatA
A little breeze through it the groundB
Was like live ashes to the feetA
From the black hills that loomed aroundB
The valley many a sudden spireC
Of flame shot up and writhed and curledD
And sank again for heavinessE
And heavy seemed to men that dayF
The burden of the weary worldD
For evermore the sky did pressE
Closer upon the earth that layF
Fainting beneath as one in direC
Dreams of the night upon whose breastG
Sits a black phantom of unrestG
That holds him down The earth and skyH
Appeared unto the troubled eyeH
A roof of smoke a floor of fireI
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There was no water in the landJ
Deep in the night of each ravineK
Men vainly searching for it foundB
Dry hollows in the gaping groundB
Like sockets where clear eyes had beenL
Now burnt out with a burning brandJ
There was no water in the landJ
But the salt sea tide that did rollM
Far past the places where till thenN
The sweet streams met and flung it backO
The beds of little brooks that stoleM
In spring time down each ferny glenN
And rippled over rock and sandJ
Were drier than a cattle trackO
A dull strange languor of diseaseE
That ever with the heat increasedP
Fell upon man and bird and beastP
The thin flanked cattle gasped for breathQ
The birds dropped dead from drooping treesE
And men who drank the muddy leesE
From each near dry though deep dug wellR
Grew faint and over all things fellR
A heavy stupor dank as DeathQ
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Fierce Nature glaring with a faceE
Of savage scorn at my despairS
Withered my heart From cone to baseE
The hills were full of hollow eyesE
That rayed out darkness dead and dullT
Gray rocks grinned under ridges bareS
Like dry teeth in a mouldered skullT
And ghastly gum tree trunks did loomU
Out of black clefts and rifts of gloomU
As sheeted spectres that ariseE
From yawning graves at dead of nightV
To fill the living with affrightV
And like to witches foul that bareS
Their withered arms and bend and castV
Dread curses on the sleeping landsE
In awful legends of the pastV
Red gums with outstretched bloody handsE
Shook maledictions in the airS
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Fear was around me everywhereS
The wrinkled foreheads of the rocksE
Frowned on me and methought I sawE
Deep down in dismal gulfs of aweW
Where gray death adders have their lairS
With the fiend bat the flying foxE
And dim sun rays down groping farX
Pale as a dead man's fingers areX
The grisly image of DecayF
That at the root of Life doth gnawE
Sitting alone upon a throneY
Of rotting skull and bleaching boneY
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There is an end to all our griefsE
Little the red worm of the graveZ
Will vex us when our days are doneA2
So changed my thought up gazing thenN
On gray piled stones that seemed the cairnsE
Of dead and long forgotten chiefsE
The men of old the poor wild menN
Who under dim lights fought a braveZ
Sad fight of Life where hope was noneA2
In the vague voiceless far off yearsE
It changed again to present painB2
And I saw Sorrow everywhereS
In blackened trees and rust red fernsE
Blasted by bush fires and the sunA2
And by the salt flood salt as tearsE
Where the wild apple trees hung lowC2
And evermore stooped down to stareS
At their drowned shadows in the waveZ
Wringing their knotted hands of woeC2
And the dark swamp oaks row on rowC2
Lined either bank a sombre trainB2
Of mourners with down streaming hairS

Victor James Daley



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