From The Gulf Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDE FFGGHHDD IJKKLLDK MMNNOODD PPQQRRDD SSTTMMDE| Store cattle from Nelanjie The mob goes feeding past | A |
| With half a mile of sandhill 'twixt the leaders and the last | A |
| The nags that move behind them are the good old Queensland stamp | B |
| Short backs and perfect shoulders that are priceless on a camp | B |
| And these are men that ride them broad cheated tanned and tall | C |
| The bravest hearts amongst us and the lightest hands of all | C |
| Oh let them wade in Wonga grass and taste the Wonga dew | D |
| And let them spread those thousand head for we've been droving tool | E |
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| Store cattle from Nelanjie By half a hundred towns | F |
| By northern ranges rough and red by rolling open downs | F |
| By stock routes brown and burnt and bare by floodwrapped river bends | G |
| They've hunted them from gate to gate the drover has no friends | G |
| But idly they may ride to day beneath the scorching sun | H |
| And let the hungry bullocks try the grass on Wonga run | H |
| No overseer will dog them here to see the cattle through | D |
| But they may spread their thousand head for we've been droving too | D |
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| Store cattle from Nelanjie They've a naked track to steer | I |
| The stockyards at Wodonga are a long way down from here | J |
| The creeks won't run till God knows when and half the holes are dry | K |
| The tanks are few and far between and water's dear to buy | K |
| There's plenty at the Brolga bore for all his stock and mine | L |
| We'll pass him with a brave God speed across the Border Line | L |
| And if he goes a five mile stage and loiters slowly through | D |
| We'll only think the more of him for we've been droving too I | K |
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| Store cattle from Nelanjie They're mute as milkers now | M |
| But yonder grizzled drover with the care lines on his brow | M |
| Could tell of merry musters on the big Nelanjie plains | N |
| With blood upon the chestnut's flanks and foam upon the reins | N |
| Could tell of nights upon the road when those same mild eyed steers | O |
| Went ringing round the river bend and through the scrub like spears | O |
| And if his words are rude and rough we know his words are true | D |
| We know what wild Nelanjies are and we've been droving too | D |
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| Store cattle from Nelanjie Around the fire at night | P |
| They've watched the pine tree shadows lift before the dancing light | P |
| They've lain awake to listen when the weird bushvoices speak | Q |
| And heard the lilting bells go by along the empty creek | Q |
| They've spun the yarns of hut and camp the tales of play and work | R |
| The wondrous tales that gild the road from Normanton to Bourke | R |
| They've told of fortunes foul and fair of women false and true | D |
| And well we know the songs they've sung for we've been droving too | D |
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| Store cattle from Nelanjie Their breath is on the breeze | S |
| You hear them tread a thousand head in blue grass to the knees | S |
| The lead is on the netting fence the wings are spreading wide | T |
| The lame and laggard scarcely move so slow the drovers ride | T |
| But let them stay and feed to day for sake of Auld Lang Syne | M |
| They'll never get a chance like this below the Border Iodine | M |
| And if they tread our frontage down what's that to me or you | D |
| What's ours to fare by God they'll shared for we've been droving tool | E |
William Henry Ogilvie
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