A Letter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B BCDCDEFGFGHGH IJIJIGI KHKH HLHL IIIHHHH MLMLKNKNGHDH DOD PAPPKHKH PI IKI IHHHH KLKLIOIOM MH PQPQDKDKRHPH| Addressed during the Summer Term of by Mr Algernon Dexter Scholar of College Oxford to his cousin Miss Kitty Tremayne at Vicarage Devonshire | A |
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| After W M P | B |
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| Dear Kitty | B |
| At length the term's ending | C |
| I 'm in for my Schools in a week | D |
| And the time that at present I'm spending | C |
| On you should be spent upon Greek | D |
| But I'm fairly well read in my Plato | E |
| I'm thoroughly red in the eyes | F |
| And I've almost forgotten the way to | G |
| Be healthy and wealthy and wise | F |
| So 'the best of all ways' why repeat you | G |
| The verse at a m | H |
| When I 'm stealing an hour to entreat you | G |
| Dear Kitty to come to Commem | H |
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| Oh come You shall rustle in satin | I |
| Through halls where Examiners trod | J |
| Your laughter shall triumph o'er Latin | I |
| In lecture room garden and quad | J |
| They stand in the silent Sheldonian | I |
| Our orators waiting for you | G |
| Their style guaranteed Ciceronian | I |
| Their subject 'the Ladies in Blue ' | - |
| The Vice sits arrayed in his scarlet | K |
| He's pale but they say he dissem | H |
| bles by calling his Beadle a 'varlet' | K |
| Whenever he thinks of Commem | H |
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| There are dances flirtations at Nuneham | H |
| Flower shows the procession of Eights | L |
| There's a list stretching usque ad Lunam | H |
| Of concerts and lunches and fetes | L |
| There's the Newdigate all about 'Gordon ' | - |
| So sweet and they say it will scan | I |
| You shall flirt with a Proctor a Warden | I |
| Shall run for your shawl and your fan | I |
| They are sportive as gods broken loose from | H |
| Olympus and yet very em | H |
| inent men There are plenty to choose from | H |
| You'll find if you come to Commem | H |
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| I know your excuses Red Sorrel | M |
| Has stumbled and broken her knees | L |
| Aunt Phoebe thinks waltzing immoral | M |
| And 'Algy you are such a tease | L |
| It's nonsense of course but she is strict' | K |
| And little Dick Hodge has the croup | N |
| And there's no one to visit your 'district' | K |
| Or make Mother Tettleby's soup | N |
| Let them cease for a se'nnight to plague you | G |
| Oh leave them to manage pro tem | H |
| With their croups and their soups and their ague | D |
| Dear Kitty and come to Commem | H |
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| Don't tell me Papa has lumbago | D |
| That you haven't a frock fit to wear | O |
| That the curate 'has notions and may go | D |
| To lengths if there's nobody there ' | - |
| That the Squire has 'said things' to the Vicar | P |
| And the Vicar 'had words' with the Squire | A |
| That the Organist's taken to liquor | P |
| And leaves you to manage the choir | P |
| For Papa must be cured and the curate | K |
| Coerced and your gown is a gem | H |
| And the moral is Don't be obdurate | K |
| Dear Kitty but come to Commem | H |
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| 'My gown Though no doubt sir you're clever | P |
| You 'd better leave fashions alone | I |
| Do you think that a frock lasts for ever ' | - |
| Dear Kitty I'll grant you have grown | I |
| But I thought of my 'scene' with McVittie | K |
| That night when he trod on your train | I |
| At the Bachelor's Ball ''Twas a pity ' | - |
| You said but I knew 'twas Champagne | I |
| And your gown was enough to compel me | H |
| To fall down and worship its hem | H |
| Are 'hems' wearing If not you shall tell me | H |
| What is when you come to Commem | H |
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| Have you thought since that night of the Grotto | K |
| Of the words whispered under the palms | L |
| While the minutes flew by and forgot to | K |
| Remind us of Aunt and her qualms | L |
| Of the stains of the old Journalisten | I |
| Of the rose that I begged from your hair | O |
| When you turned and I saw something glisten | I |
| Dear Kitty don't frown it was there | O |
| But that idiot Delane in the middle | M |
| Bounced in with 'Our dance I ahem ' | - |
| And the rose you may find in my Liddell | M |
| And Scott when you come to Commem | H |
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| Then Kitty let 'yes' be the answer | P |
| We'll dance at the 'Varsity Ball | Q |
| And the morning shall find you a dancer | P |
| In Christ Church or Trinity hall | Q |
| And perhaps when the elders are yawning | D |
| And rafters grow pale overhead | K |
| With the day there shall come with its dawning | D |
| Some thought of that sentence unsaid | K |
| Be it this be it that 'I forget ' or | R |
| 'Was joking' whatever the fem | H |
| inine fib you'll have made me your debtor | P |
| And come you will come to Commem | H |
Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch
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