Origin Of The Liquor Dealer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEGHIHJKJKLMNO PJQJAJRJ STCTUJVJ QDJ JWJ XJDJ YFZI FJJA2 JJFB2| The devil in hell gave a festival | A |
| And he called his imps from their wine | B |
| Called them up from the ruddy cup | C |
| And marshalled them into line | B |
| And each to his place sprang the imps apace | D |
| And they stood there side by side | E |
| 'Now listen well O ye hosts of hell | F |
| And mark me ' the devil cried | E |
| 'There is work to do for all of you | G |
| Held for this night in store | H |
| Then stir up the fire till it burneth higher | I |
| Than ever it burned before | H |
| When the coals glow hot set ye the pot | J |
| Half full of the best brimstone | K |
| And three of the worst and the most accursed | J |
| Hell claimeth as its own | K |
| Of demons bring when the pot shall sing | L |
| And cast them into the boil ' | M |
| Then over the region scattered the legion | N |
| Away to the fiendish toil | O |
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| They work with a will and they work until | P |
| Three imps are aboil in the pot | J |
| And the devil stands and stirs with his hands | Q |
| The liquid seething hot | J |
| And the demons revel around the devil | A |
| With many a fiendish shout | J |
| Till he cries 'Ho ho ' and the demons go | R |
| And turn the liquid out | J |
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| Turn it in to a lake of gin | S |
| Where the devil bathes to cool | T |
| Then lift it up and turn on a cup | C |
| Of wine they dip from a pool | T |
| Then they dip it in ale till it turneth pale | U |
| In beer till it gloweth red | J |
| It nay HE for the thing they see | V |
| Is a man from heel to head | J |
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| And he clasps the hands of the devil who stands | Q |
| Bowing before his face | D |
| And he says 'Dear friend will you please to send | J |
| A lad to show me my place ' | - |
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| And the devil winks sly and he says 'Ay ay ' | - |
| Old fellow I guess you'll do | J |
| You can work more wrong with that oily tongue | W |
| Than all my malicious crew | J |
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| 'You must go to the earth In th' halls of mirth | X |
| In the teeming city's heart | J |
| In any place that you show your face | D |
| I will help you do your part | J |
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| I will give you a name it is steeped in shame | Y |
| But the world will use you well | F |
| It is 'Liquor Dealer ' It means | Z |
| soul stealer | I |
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| And Major General of Hell | F |
| Go forth my friend and work to the end | J |
| I will pay you in gleaming gold | J |
| For every soul you drown in the bowl | A2 |
| I will give you wealth untold ' | - |
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| Then forth he went this fiend hell sent | J |
| And he doeth his work to day | J |
| Doeth it well and the hosts of hell | F |
| Are singing his praise alway | B2 |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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