The Palace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF FGFHII JKJLMM NONOPP QRQRSS TUTUVV WCWCII XYXYZZ A2HA2GB2C2 DD2DD2DD

They come they come with fife and drumA
And gleaming pikes and glancing bannersB
Though the eyes flash the lips are dumbA
To talk in rank would not be mannersB
Onward they stride as Britons canC
The ladies following in the VanC
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Who who be these that tramp in threesD
Through sumptuous Piccadilly throughE
The roaring Strand and stand at easeD
At last 'neath shadowy WaterlooE
Some gallant Guild I ween are theyF
Taking their annual holidayF
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To catch the destin'd train to payF
Their willing fares and plunge within itG
Is as in old Romaunt they sayF
With them the work of half a minuteH
Then off they're whirl'd with songs and shoutingI
To cedared Sydenham for their outingI
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I mark'd them light with faces brightJ
As pansies or a new coin'd florinK
And up the sunless stair take flightJ
Close pack'd as rabbits in a warrenL
Honour the Brave who in that stressM
Still trod not upon Beauty's dressM
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Kerchief in hand I saw them standN
In every kerchief lurk'd a lunchO
When they unfurl'd them it was grandN
To watch bronzed men and maidens crunchO
The sounding celery stick or ramP
The knife into the blushing hamP
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Dash'd the bold fork through pies of porkQ
O'er hard boil'd eggs the saltspoon shookR
Leapt from its lair the playful corkQ
Yet some there were to whom the brookR
Seem'd sweetest beverage and for meatS
They chose the red root of the beetS
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Then many a song some rather longT
Came quivering up from girlish throatsU
And one young man he came out strongT
And gave The Wolf without his notesU
While they who knew not song or balladV
Still munch'd approvingly their saladV
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But ah what bard could sing how hardW
The artless banquet o'er they ranC
Down the soft slope with daisies starr'dW
And kingcups onward maid with manC
They flew to scale the breezy swingI
Or court frank kisses in the ringI
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Such are the sylvan scenes that thrillX
This heart The lawns the happy shadeY
Where matrons whom the sunbeams grillX
Stir with slow spoon their lemonadeY
And maidens flirt no extra chargeZ
In comfort at the fountain's margeZ
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Others may praise the grand displaysA2
Where fiery arch cascade and cometH
Set the whole garden in a blazeA2
Far at such times may I be from itG
Though then the public may be lostB2
In wonder at a trifling costC2
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Fann'd by the breeze to puff at easeD
My faithful pipe is all I craveD2
And if folks rave about the treesD
Lit up by fireworks let them raveD2
Your monster fetes I like not theseD
Though they bring grist to the lesseesD

Charles Stuart Calverley



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