The White Foxglove Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDAAD EFEFCGCGEEG HIHJJKJKEEK JCJCJLJLEEL EMEMJFJFEEF

Reynard the fox was asked to a partyA
Come they said in your Sunday bestB
For we like good form tho' the fun be heartyA
So all who dance must be formally dressedB
Black tail coat and a shirt front gleamingC
Brushed and burnished each dancing shoeD
Pantaloons with a silk braid seamingC
Clean white gloves of the snowiest hueD
This most especiallyA
Very especiallyA
Snow white gloves of a spotless hueD
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Reynard the fox as he dressed says the fableE
Dreamed of the dance and his lady loveF
Then he searched and he hunted in dresser and tableE
But all he discovered was one old gloveF
A horrible glove with a broad black stitchingC
Sorriest match for his stiff white shirtG
Could lover go wooing a maid so bewitchingC
Wearing but one glove grubby with dirtG
Oh most disgustedlyE
Very disgustedlyE
Creased and crumpled and yellow with dirtG
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Said Reynard the fox to the King of the FairiesH
King I come to you craving a dowerI
Gloves All as white as the lamb that was Mary'sH
Pray you fashion a pair from a magic flowerJ
From a summer cloud from the web of a spiderJ
Skin of a toadstool a snowberry rindK
Down from the breast of a fledgling eiderJ
And the King said Sure for the King was kindK
Ever so graciouslyE
Gaily and graciouslyE
Oke said the Monarch for he was kindK
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Then Reynard the fox beheld a wonderJ
A wave of his wand by the Fairy KingC
And there with the green leaves spreading underJ
Sprang forth a sceptre a magic thingC
With garlands of gloves in a gleaming clusterJ
White as the fleeces of new shorn flocksL
That fairy shepherds in Arcady musterJ
And a pair they presented to Reynard the foxL
They fitted him perfectlyE
Said the King perfectlyE
Your Majesty ' Thank you said Reynard the foxL
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Reynard the fox made haste to the revelE
Beau of the ball as they had to confessM
And the ladies sighed What a handsome devilE
As for his lady of course it was yesM
Then they danced and they fasted with merry laughterJ
While Reynard weaved dreams in the clouds aboveF
And they called that blossom from then ever afterJ
Men foxes and fairies the white Fox gloveF
Tall and so slenderlyE
Graceful and tenderlyE
Swaying its sceptre the White Fox GloveF

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis



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