A Letter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B BCDCDEFGFGHGH IJIJIGI KHKH HLHL IIIHHHH MLMLKNKNGHDH DOD PAPPKHKH PI IKI IHHHH KLKLIOIOM MH PQPQDKDKRHPHAddressed 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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