Anecdote For Fathers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCD EFEF GHGH CICJ KLKL FMFM NMO MPM Q F RMS SFS TUTU VWVW XFX YZYZDesigned to show that the practice of lying is not confined to children | A |
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By the late W W of H M Inland Revenue Service | B |
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And is it so Can Folly stalk | C |
And aim her unrespecting darts | D |
In shades where grave Professors walk | C |
And Bachelors of Arts | D |
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I have a boy not six years old | E |
A sprite of birth and lineage high | F |
His birth I did myself behold | E |
His caste is in his eye | F |
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And oh his limbs are full of grace | G |
His boyish beauty past compare | H |
His mother's joy to wash his face | G |
And mine to brush his hair | H |
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One morn we strolled on our short walk | C |
With four goloshes on our shoes | I |
And held the customary talk | C |
That parents love to use | J |
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And oft I turn it into verse | K |
And write it down upon a page | L |
Which being sold supplies my purse | K |
And ministers to age | L |
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So as we paced the curving High | F |
To view the sights of Oxford town | M |
We raised our feet like Nelly Bly | F |
And then we put them down | M |
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'Now little Edward answer me' | N |
I said and clutched him by the gown | M |
'At Cambridge would you rather be | O |
Or here in Oxford town ' | - |
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My boy replied with tiny frown | M |
He'd been a year at Cavendish | P |
'I'd rather dwell in Oxford town | M |
If I could have my wish ' | - |
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'Now little Edward say why so | Q |
My little Edward tell me why ' | - |
'Well really Pa I hardly know ' | - |
'Remarkable ' said I | F |
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'For Cambridge has her King's Parade | R |
And much the more becoming gown | M |
Why should you slight her so ' I said | S |
'Compared with Oxford town ' | - |
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At this my boy hung down his head | S |
While sterner grew the parent's eye | F |
And six and thirty times I said | S |
'Come Edward tell me why ' | - |
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For I loved Cambridge where they deal | T |
How strange in butter by the yard | U |
And so with every third appeal | T |
I hit him rather hard | U |
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Twelve times I struck as may be seen | V |
For three times twelve is thirty six | W |
When in a shop the Magazine | V |
His tearful sight did fix | W |
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He saw it plain it made him smile | X |
And thus to me he made reply | F |
'At Oxford there's a Crocodile | X |
And that's the reason why ' | - |
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Oh Mr Editor my heart | Y |
For deeper lore would seldom yearn | Z |
Could I believe the hundredth part | Y |
Of what from you I learn | Z |
Arthur Thomas Quiller-couch
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