Harry Morant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM NJNJ OPOP QKQK RSRS TUTV WXWX YZA2Z B2C2B2C2 D2ME2M OKOK| Harry Morant was a friend I had | A |
| In the years long passed away | B |
| A chivalrous wild and reckless lad | A |
| A knight born out of his day | B |
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| Full of romance and void of fears | C |
| With a love of the world s applause | D |
| He should have been one of the cavaliers | C |
| Who fought in King Charles s cause | E |
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| He loved a girl and he loved a horse | F |
| And he never let down a friend | G |
| And reckless he was but he rode his course | F |
| With courage up to the end | G |
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| Breaker Morant was the name he earned | H |
| For no bucking horse could throw | I |
| This Englishman who had lived and learned | H |
| As much as the bushmen know | I |
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| Many a mile have we crossed together | J |
| Out where the great plains lie | K |
| To the clink of bit and the creak of leather | J |
| Harry Morant and I | K |
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| Time and again we would challenge Fate | L |
| With some wild and reckless dare | M |
| Shoving some green colt over a gate | L |
| As though with a neck to spare | M |
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| At times in a wilder mood than most | N |
| We would face them at naked wire | J |
| Trusting the sight of a gidyea post | N |
| Would lift them a half foot higher | J |
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| And once we galloped a steeplechase | O |
| For a bet twas a short half mile | P |
| While one jump only the stiffest place | O |
| In a fence of the old bush style | P |
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| A barrier built of blue gum rails | Q |
| As thick as a big man s thigh | K |
| And mortised into the posts no nails | Q |
| Unbreakable four foot high | K |
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| Since both our horses were young and green | R |
| And had never jumped or raced | S |
| Were we men who had tired of this earthly scene | R |
| We could scarce have been better placed | S |
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| Off cried The Breaker and off we went | T |
| And he stole a length of lead | U |
| Over the neck of the grey I bent | T |
| And we charged the fence full speed | V |
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| The brown horse slowed and tried to swerve | W |
| But his rider with master hand | X |
| And flaming courage and iron nerve | W |
| Made him lift and leap and land | X |
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| He rapped it hard with every foot | Y |
| And was nearly down on his nose | Z |
| Then I spurred the grey and followed suit | A2 |
| And praise to the gods he rose | Z |
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| He carried a splinter with both his knees | B2 |
| And a hind leg left some skin | C2 |
| But we caught them up at the wilga trees | B2 |
| Sitting down for the short run in | C2 |
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| They grey was game and he carried on | D2 |
| But the brown had a bit to spare | M |
| The post was passed my pound was gone | E2 |
| And a laugh was all my share | M |
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| The Breaker is sleeping in some far place | O |
| Where the Boer War heroes lie | K |
| And we ll meet no more in a steeplechase | O |
| Harry Morant and I | K |
William Henry Ogilvie
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