Sad Memories Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ BBHH JJJJ KKLL MMJJ JJNN OMPH

They tell me I am beautiful they praise my silken hairA
My little feet that silently slip on from stair to stairA
They praise my pretty trustful face and innocent grey eyeB
Fond hands caress me oftentimes yet would that I might dieB
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Why was I born to be abhorr'd of man and bird and beastC
The bulfinch marks me stealing by and straight his song hath ceasedC
The shrewmouse eyes me shudderingly then flees and worse than thatD
The housedog he flees after me why was I born a catD
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Men prize the heartless hound who quits dry eyed his native landE
Who wags a mercenary tail and licks a tyrant handE
The leal true cat they prize not that if e'er compell'd to roamF
Still flies when let out of the bag precipitately homeF
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They call me cruel Do I know if mouse or songbird feelsG
I only know they make me light and salutary mealsG
And if as 'tis my nature to ere I devour I tease 'emH
Why should a low bred gardener's boy pursue me with a besomH
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Should china fall or chandeliers or anything but stocksI
Nay stocks when they're in flowerpots the cat expects hard knocksI
Should ever anything be missed milk coals umbrellas brandyJ
The cat's pitch'd into with a boot or any thing that's handyJ
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I remember I remember how one night I fleeted byB
And gain'd the blessed tiles and gazed into the cold clear skyB
I remember I remember how my little lovers cameH
And there beneath the crescent moon play'd many a little gameH
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They fought by good St Catharine 'twas a fearsome sight to seeJ
The coal black crest the glowering orbs of one gigantic HeJ
Like bow by some tall bowman bent at Hastings or PoictiersJ
His huge back curved till none observed a vestige of his earsJ
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He stood an ebon crescent flouting that ivory moonK
Then raised the pibroch of his race the Song without a TuneK
Gleam'd his white teeth his mammoth tail waved darkly to and froL
As with one complex yell he burst all claws upon the foeL
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It thrills me now that final Miaow that weird unearthly dinM
Lone maidens heard it far away and leap'd out of their skinM
A potboy from his den o'erhead peep'd with a scared wan faceJ
Then sent a random brickbat down which knock'd me into spaceJ
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Nine days I fell or thereabouts and had we not nine livesJ
I wis I ne'er had seen again thy sausage shop St IvesJ
Had I as some cats have nine tails how gladly I would lickN
The hand and person generally of him who heaved that brickN
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For me they fill the milkbowl up and cull the choice sardineO
But ah I nevermore shall be the cat I once have beenM
The memories of that fatal night they haunt me even nowP
In dreams I see that rampant He and tremble at that MiaowH

Charles Stuart Calverley



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