Striking Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


It was a railway passengerA
And he lept out jauntilieB
'Now up and bear thou stout porterA
My two chattels to meC
'Bring hither bring hither my bag so redD
And portmanteau so brownE
They lie in the van for a trusty manF
He labelled them London townE
'And fetch me eke a cabman boldG
That I may be his fare his fareH
And he shall have a good shillingI
If by two of the clock he do me bringI
To the Terminus Euston Square '-
'Now so to thee the saints alwayJ
Good gentleman give luckK
As never a cab may I find this dayL
For the cabman wights have struckK
And now I wis at the Red Post InnM
Or else at the Dog and DuckK
Or at Unicorn Blue or at Green GriffinM
The nut brown ale and the fine old ginM
Right pleasantly they do suck '-
'Now rede me aright thou stout porterA
What were it best that I should doN
For woe is me an I reach not thereH
Or ever the clock strike two '-
'I have a son a lytel sonO
Fleet is his foot as the wild roebuck'sP
Give him a shilling and eke a brownE
And he shall carry thy chattels downE
To Euston or half over London townE
On one of the station trucks '-
Then forth in a hurry did they twain fareH
The gent and the son of the stout porterA
Who fled like an arrow nor turned a hairH
Through all the mire and muckK
'A ticket a ticket sir clerk I prayL
For by two of the clock must I needs away '-
'That may hardly be ' the clerk did sayL
'For indeed the clocks have struck '-

Charles Stuart Calverley


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