AABB Rhyme Scheme

St. Thomas (Poem by James McIntyre)

St. Thomas 1884 By  James McIntyre At time of Oddfellows Grand Lodge meeting. Oddfellows once they had to trudge O'er rough stage road to the Gra…

The Prairie (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)

The Prairie By  Rudyard Kipling 'I see the grass shake in the sun for leagues on either hand, I see a river loop and run about a treeless land — …

T. D. McGee (Poem by James McIntyre)

T. D. McGee By  James McIntyre Having been kindly invited as a member of the Mechanics' Institute some 25 years ago by the late Jeremiah O'Ne…

Bessie and the Bunyip (Poem by C. J. Dennis)

Bessie and the Bunyip By  C. J. Dennis     Bessie met a bunyip down along the track, In his hand a billy and a swag upon his back.         And you wi…

Written in a Lady’s Pocket-Book (Poem by Robert Burns)

Written in a Lady’s Pocket-Book By  Robert Burns Grant me, indulgent Heav’n, that I may live To see the miscreants feel the pains they give, Deal Fre…

Alexander McLaughlan (Poem by James McIntyre)

Alexander McLaughlan By  James McIntyre Lines sent to Alexander McLaughlan, Amaranth Station, with a copy of my poems: We send to you these rugged rh…

Shelly (Poem by James McIntyre)

Shelly By  James McIntyre We have scarcely time to tell thee Of the strange and gifted Shelly, Kind hearted man but ill-fated, So youthful, drowned a…

Woolloomooloo (Poem by C. J. Dennis)

Woolloomooloo By  C. J. Dennis Here's a ridiculous riddle for you:     How many o's are there in Woolloomooloo? Two for the W, two for the m,…

Elephants of the Gun-Teams (Poem by Rudyard Kipling)

Elephants of the Gun-Teams By  Rudyard Kipling We lent to Alexander the strength of Hercules, The wisdom of our foreheads, the cunning of our knees. …

The True Loyal Natives (Poem by Robert Burns)

The True Loyal Natives By  Robert Burns Ye true "Loyal Natives," attend to my song, In uproar and riot rejoice the night long; From envy or…

A Stick of Incense (Poem by William Butler Yeats)

A Stick of Incense By  William Butler Yeats Whence did all that fury come? From empty tomb or Virgin womb? Saint Joseph thought the world would melt …
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