Two Statesmen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMNOPPQQRRSSTTUU FFNN| In that fair city by the inland sea | A |
| Where Blaine unhived his Presidential bee | A |
| Frank Pixley's meeting with George Gorham sing | B |
| Celestial muse and what events did spring | B |
| From the encounter of those mighty sons | C |
| Of thunder and of slaughter and of guns | C |
| Great Gorham first his yearning tooth to sate | D |
| And give him stomach for the day's debate | D |
| Entering a restaurant with eager mien | E |
| Demands an ounce of bacon and a bean | E |
| The trembling waiter by the statesman's eye | F |
| Smitten with terror hastens to comply | F |
| Nor chairs nor tables can his speed retard | G |
| For famine's fixed and horrible regard | G |
| He takes for menace As he shaking flew | H |
| Lo the portentous Pixley heaved in view | H |
| Before him yawned invisible the cell | I |
| Unheard behind the warden's footsteps fell | I |
| Thrice in convention rising to his feet | J |
| He thrice had been thrust back into his seat | J |
| Thrice had protested been reminded thrice | K |
| The nation had no need of his advice | K |
| Balked of his will to set the people right | L |
| His soul was gloomy though his hat was white | L |
| So fierce his mien with provident accord | M |
| The waiters swarmed him thinking him a lord | M |
| He spurned them roaring grandly to their chief | N |
| 'Give me Fred Crocker pays a leg of beef ' | O |
| His wandering eye's deluminating flame | P |
| Fell upon Gorham and the crisis came | P |
| For Pixley scowled and darkness filled the room | Q |
| Till Gorham's flashing orbs dispelled the gloom | Q |
| The patrons of the place by fear dismayed | R |
| Sprang to the street and left their scores unpaid | R |
| So when Jove thunders and his lightnings gleam | S |
| To sour the milk and curdle too the cream | S |
| And storm clouds gather on the shadowed hill | T |
| The ass forsakes his hay the pig his swill | T |
| Hotly the heroes now engaged their breath | U |
| Came short and hard as in the throes of death | U |
| They clenched their hands their weapons brandished high | F |
| Cut stabbed and hewed nor uttered any cry | F |
| But gnashed their teeth and struggled on In brief | N |
| One ate his bacon t'other one his beef | N |
Ambrose Bierce
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