Thersites Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBA CDDC EFFE GHH| So in the Sunday papers you Del Mar | A |
| Damn all great Englishmen in English speech | B |
| I am no Englishman but in my reach | B |
| A rogue shall never rail where heroes are | A |
| - | |
| You are the man if I mistake you not | C |
| Who lately with a supplicating twitch | D |
| Plucked at the pockets of the London rich | D |
| And paid your share engraver all you got | C |
| - | |
| Because that you have greatly lied because | E |
| You libel nations and because no hand | F |
| Of officer is raised to bid you stand | F |
| And falsehood is unpunished of the laws | E |
| - | |
| I stand here in a public place to mark | G |
| With level finger where you part the crowd | H |
| I stand to name you and to cry aloud | H |
| 'Behold mendacity's great hierarch ' | - |
Ambrose Bierce
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