In Imitation Of Spenser : The Alley Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCCDCDD A EAFAAGAGG A GHGHHBHBB I JKLKKKKKK I BDBDDMDMM I GNGNNBGBB| I | A |
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| In ev'ry Town where Thamis rolls his Tyde | B |
| A narrow pass there is with Houses low | C |
| Where ever and anon the Stream is ey'd | B |
| And many a Boat soft sliding to and fro | C |
| There oft are heard the notes of Infant Woe | C |
| The short thick Sob loud Scream and shriller Squall | D |
| How can ye Mothers vex your Children so | C |
| Some play some eat some cack against the wall | D |
| And as they crouchen low for bread and butter call | D |
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| II | A |
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| And on the broken pavement here and there | E |
| Doth many a stinking sprat and herring lie | A |
| A brandy and tobacco shop is near | F |
| And hens and dogs and hogs are feeding by | A |
| And here a sailor's jacket hangs to dry | A |
| At ev'ry door are sun burnt matrons seen | G |
| Mending old nets to catch the scaly fry | A |
| Now singing shrill and scolding eft between | G |
| Scolds answer foul mouth'd scolds bad neighbourhood I ween | G |
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| III | A |
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| The snappish cur the passengers' annoy | G |
| Close at my heel with yelping treble flies | H |
| The whimp'ring girl and hoarser screaming boy | G |
| Join to the yelping treble shrilling cries | H |
| The scolding Quean to louder notes doth rise | H |
| And her full pipes those shrilling cries confound | B |
| To her full pipes the grunting hog replies | H |
| The grunting hogs alarm the neighbours round | B |
| And curs girls boys and scolds in the deep bass are drown'd | B |
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| IV | I |
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| Hard by a Sty beneath a roof of thatch | J |
| Dwelt Obloquy who in her early days | K |
| Baskets of fish at Billingsgate did watch | L |
| Cod whiting oyster mackrel sprat or plaice | K |
| There learn'd she speech from tongues that never cease | K |
| Slander beside her like a Mag pie chatters | K |
| With Envy spitting Cat dread foe to peace | K |
| Like a curs'd Cur Malice before her clatters | K |
| And vexing ev'ry wight tears clothes and all to tatters | K |
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| V | I |
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| Her dugs were mark'd by ev'ry Collier's hand | B |
| Her mouth was black as bull dogs at the stall | D |
| She scratch'd bit and spar'd ne lace ne band | B |
| And bitch and rogue her answer was to all | D |
| Nay e'en the parts of shame by name would call | D |
| Yea when she passed by or lane or nook | M |
| Would greet the man who turn'd him to the Wall | D |
| And by his hand obscene the porter took | M |
| Nor ever did askance like modest Virgin look | M |
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| VI | I |
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| Such place hath Deptford navy building town | G |
| Woolwich and Wapping smelling strong of pitch | N |
| Such Lambeth envy of each band and gown | G |
| And Twick'nam such which fairer scenes enrich | N |
| Grots statues urns and Johnston's Dog and Bitch | N |
| Ne village is without on either side | B |
| All up the silver Thames or all adown | G |
| Ne Richmond's self from whose tall front are ey'd | B |
| Vales spires meandring streams and Windsor's tow'ry pride | B |
Alexander Pope
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