Arthur Conan Doyle

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The Old Gray Fox Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEEEEDFGHGIIIG JKJKLDEEEEDFGM NONOPQEEEEEFGM KRKRSKEEEEKFGM TGUGEVEEEEVFGHGIIIG

We started from the Valley PrideA
And Farnham way we wentB
We waited at the cover sideA
But never found a scentB
Then we tried the withy bedsC
Which grow by Frensham townD
And there we found the old gray foxE
The same old foxE
The game old foxE
Yes there we found the old gray foxE
Which lives on Hankley DownD
So here's to the masterF
And here's to the manG
And here's to twenty coupleH
Of the white and black and tanG
Here's a find without a waitI
Here's a hedge without a gateI
Here's the man who follows straightI
Where the old fox ranG
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The Member rode his thoroughbredJ
Doctor had the grayK
The Soldier led on a roan redJ
The Sailor rode the bayK
Squire was there on his Irish mareL
And Parson on the brownD
And so we chased the old gray foxE
The same old foxE
The game old foxE
And so we chased the old gray foxE
Across the Hankley DownD
So here's to the masterF
And here's to the manG
c c cM
-
The Doctor's gray was going strongN
Until she slipped and fellO
He had to keep his bed so longN
His patients all got wellO
The Member he had lost his seatP
'Twas carried by his horseQ
And so we chased the old gray foxE
The same old foxE
The game old foxE
And so we chased the old gray foxE
That earthed in Hankley GorseE
So here's to the masterF
And here's to the manG
c c cM
-
The Parson sadly fell awayK
And in the furze did lieR
The words we heard that Parson sayK
Made all the horses shyR
The Sailor he was seen no moreS
Upon that stormy bayK
But still we chased the old gray foxE
The same old foxE
The game old foxE
Still we chased the old gray foxE
Through all the winter dayK
So here's to the masterF
And here's to the manG
c c cM
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And when we found him gone to groundT
They sent for spade and manG
But Squire said 'Shame The beast was gameU
A gamer never ranG
His wind and pace have gained the raceE
His life is fairly wonV
But may we meet the old gray foxE
The same old foxE
The game old foxE
May we meet the old gray foxE
Before the year is doneV
So here's to the masterF
And here's to the manG
And here's to twenty coupleH
Of the white and black and tanG
Here's a find without awaitI
Here's a hedge without a gateI
Here's the man who follows straightI
Where the old fox ranG

Arthur Conan Doyle



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