For A Certain Critic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDAAEEEFG HHIIJJ KKLLM N OOPPQQRRSS TTUUVV| Let lowly themes engage my humble pen | A |
| Stupidities of critics not of men | A |
| Be it mine once more the maunderings to trace | B |
| Of the expounders' self directed race | B |
| Their wire drawn fancies finically fine | C |
| Of diligent vacuity the sign | C |
| Let them in jargon of their trade rehearse | D |
| The moral meaning of the random verse | D |
| That runs spontaneous from the poet's pen | A |
| To be half blotted by ambitious men | A |
| Who hope with his their meaner names to link | E |
| By writing o'er it in another ink | E |
| The thoughts unreal which they think they think | E |
| Until the mental eye in vain inspects | F |
| The hateful palimpsest to find the text | G |
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| The lark ascending heavenward loud and long | H |
| Sings to the dawning day his wanton song | H |
| The moaning dove attentive to the sound | I |
| Its hidden meaning hastens to expound | I |
| Explains its principles design in brief | J |
| Pronounces it a parable of grief | J |
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| The bee just pausing ere he daubs his thigh | K |
| With pollen from a hollyhock near by | K |
| Declares he never heard in terms so just | L |
| The labor problem thoughtfully discussed | L |
| The browsing ass looks up and clears his whistle | M |
| To say 'A monologue upon the thistle ' | - |
| Meanwhile the lark descending folds his wing | N |
| And innocently asks 'What did I sing ' | - |
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| O literary parasites who thrive | O |
| Upon the fame of better men derive | O |
| Your sustenance by suction like a leech | P |
| And for you preach of them think masters preach | P |
| Who find it half is profit half delight | Q |
| To write about what you could never write | Q |
| Consider pray how sharp had been the throes | R |
| Of famine and discomfiture in those | R |
| You write of if they had been critics too | S |
| And doomed to write of nothing but of you | S |
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| Lo where the gaping crowd throngs yonder tent | T |
| To see the lion resolutely bent | T |
| The prosing showman who the beast displays | U |
| Grows rich and richer daily in its praise | U |
| But how if to attract the curious yeoman | V |
| The lion owned the show and showed the showman | V |
Ambrose Bierce
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