My Lord Poet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEDEFGFG

'Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat 'A
Who sings for nobles he should noble beB
There's no non sequitur I think in thatC
And this is logic plain as a b cB
Now Hector Stuart you're a Scottish princeD
If right you fathom your descent that fallE
From grace and since you have no peers and sinceD
You have no kind of nobleness at allE
'Twere better to sing little lest you winceD
When made by heartless critics to sing smallE
And yet my liege I bid you not despairF
Ambition conquers but a realm at onceG
For European bays arrange your hairF
Two continents in time shall crown you DunceG

Ambrose Bierce



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