The Text Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGF HIHI JKLK M MN O N PQP PNPN R RP SNSN TPTP PUPV PPPP PNPN| One Sunday eve a grave old man | A |
| Who had not been at church did say | B |
| 'Eliza tell me if you can | A |
| What text our Doctor took to day ' | C |
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| She hung her head she blushed for shame | D |
| One single word she did not know | E |
| Nor verse nor chapter she could name | D |
| Her silent blushes told him so | E |
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| Again said he 'My little maid | F |
| What in the sermon did you hear | G |
| Come tell me that for that may aid | F |
| Me to find out the text my dear ' | - |
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| A tear stole down each blushing cheek | H |
| She wished she better had attended | I |
| She sobbing said when she could speak | H |
| She heard not till 'twas almost ended | I |
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| 'Ah little heedless one why what | J |
| Could you be thinking on 'tis clear | K |
| Some foolish fancies must have got | L |
| Possession of your head my dear | K |
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| 'What thoughts were they Eliza tell | M |
| Nor seek from me the truth to smother ' | - |
| 'O I remember very well | M |
| I whispered something to my brother | N |
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| 'I said 'Be friends with me dear Will ' | - |
| We quarrelled sir at the church door | O |
| Though he cried 'Hush don't speak be still ' | - |
| Yet I repeated these words o'er | N |
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| 'Seven or eight times I have no doubt | P |
| But here comes William and if he | Q |
| The good things he has heard about | P |
| Forgets too sir the fault's in me ' | - |
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| 'No sir ' said William 'though perplext | P |
| And much disturbed by my sister | N |
| I in this matter of the text | P |
| I thank my memory can assist her | N |
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| 'I have and pride myself on having | R |
| A more retentive head than she ' | - |
| Then gracefully his right hand waving | R |
| He with no little vanity | P |
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| Recited gospel chapter verse | S |
| I should be loth to spoil in metre | N |
| All the good words he did rehearse | S |
| As spoken by our Lord to Peter | N |
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| But surely never words from heaven | T |
| Of peace and love more full descended | P |
| That we should seventy times seven | T |
| Forgive our brother that offended | P |
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| In every point of view he placed it | P |
| As he the Doctor's self had been | U |
| With emphasis and action graced it | P |
| But from his self conceit 'twas seen | V |
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| Who had brought home the words and who had | P |
| A little on the meaning thought | P |
| Eliza now the old man knew had | P |
| Learned that which William never caught | P |
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| Without impeaching William's merit | P |
| His head but served him for the letter | N |
| Hers missed the words but kept the spirit | P |
| Her memory to her heart was debtor | N |
Charles Lamb
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