Hundreds And Thousands Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCEFGFGC FHFHCICIJCJCKLMLMCNC OPCPCC FQFQCFCFRIRIC GSGSOCOCCFCFC| But a scant folk no more | A |
| Sitting solemn faced within the pews | B |
| While the parsons preach and outward pour | A |
| In divers tones their own peculiar views | B |
| Folk of sobriety | C |
| 'Proddies' and 'Pats ' | D |
| Breathing their piety | C |
| Into their hats | E |
| Glowing with holiness | F |
| Stern and austere | G |
| Kneeling in lowliness | F |
| Meek and sincere | G |
| Only | C |
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| Gaily folk or so | F |
| Travel to and fro in tram and train | H |
| Godless Jeremiah Jim and Joe | F |
| Giddy Gerty Gwendoline and Jane | H |
| Bent on frivolity | C |
| Eager for fun | I |
| Sinful in jollity | C |
| Off for a run | I |
| Taking a peach along | J |
| Out for the day | C |
| Walking the beach along | J |
| Godless but gay | C |
| Full | K |
| What's three hundred pounds a year to him | L |
| Of Scotchbyterian mould and visage stern | M |
| Who'll go each dinner time with purpose grim | L |
| And teach those folk what they refuse to learn | M |
| Is it o'er muckle to | C |
| Gi'e to a mon | N |
| One that will buckle to | C |
| Preaching upon | O |
| Creeds ev'ry dinner time | P |
| Praying with zest | C |
| Giving each sinner time | P |
| Texts to digest | C |
| Merely | C |
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| About working men or less | F |
| With dinner pail and pasty at their lunch | Q |
| All list'ning to a clergyman's address | F |
| And solemnly reflecting as they munch | Q |
| With due propriety | C |
| Blinking their eyes | F |
| Swallowing piety | C |
| With their hot pies | F |
| Glad that they will have their | R |
| Church with their bun | I |
| And they can still have their | R |
| Sunday for fun | I |
| Nearly | C |
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| 'Tis now years ago or near | G |
| Since parsons 'gan to roam this troubled earth | S |
| The sects increase and multiply each year | G |
| Which moves the pagan to loud godless mirth | S |
| Yet do they battle on | O |
| Fighting the Deevil | C |
| Still do they rattle on | O |
| Girding at evil | C |
| Preaching humility | C |
| Pleading with tears | F |
| Is it futility | C |
| Wait a few years | F |
| 'Tis but | C |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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