Master Of Three Arts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFG HIHIHH JKJKLL MNM C

Your various talents Goldenson commandA
Respect you are a poet and can drawB
It is a pity that your gifted handA
Should ever have been raised against the lawB
If you had drawn no pistol but a pictureC
You would have saved your throttle from a strictureC
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About your poetry I'm not so sureD
'Tis certain we have much that's quite as badE
Whose hardy writers have not to endureD
The hangman's fondling It is said they're madE
Though lately Mr Brooks I mean the poetF
Looked well and if demented didn't show itG
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Well Goldenson I am a poet tooH
Taught by the muses how to smite the harpI
And lift the tuneful voice although like youH
And Brooks I sometimes flat and sometimes sharpI
But let me say with no desire to taunt youH
I never murder even the girls I want toH
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I hold it one of the poetic lawsJ
To sing of life not take I've ever shownK
A high regard for human life becauseJ
I have such trouble to support my ownK
And you well you'll find trouble soon in blowingL
Your private coal to keep it red and glowingL
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I fancy now I see you at the GateM
Approach St Peter crawling on your bellyN
You cry 'Good sir take pity on my stateM
Forgive the murderer of Mamie Kelly '-
And Peter says 'O that's all right but misterC
You scribbled rhymes In Hell I'll make you blister '-

Ambrose Bierce



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