Ph. Best & Co.'s Lager-beer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCD EEFFEE GGFFH IIJJK EEBBCC LLMMNN BBOPQQ RRCCB| In every part of the thrifty town | A |
| Whether my course be up or down | A |
| In lane and alley and avenue | B |
| Painted in yellow and red and blue | B |
| This side and that east and west | C |
| Was this flaunting sign board of 'Ph Best ' | D |
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| 'Twas hung high up and swung in the air | E |
| With a swaggering bold faced 'devil may care | E |
| It is none of your business' sort of way | F |
| Or as if dreading the light o' the day | F |
| It hung low over a basement stair | E |
| And seemed ashamed when you saw it there | E |
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| Or it shone like a wicked and evil eye | G |
| From a 'restaurant' door on passers by | G |
| And seemed with a twinkling wink to say | F |
| 'Are you bound for hell Then step this way | F |
| This is the ticket office of sin | H |
| If you think of purchasing pray walk in ' | - |
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| Or it glared from a window where the light | I |
| Of the lamps within shone full and bright | I |
| And seemed to be saying 'Come out of the storm | J |
| Come into my haven snug and warm | J |
| I will give you warmth from the flowing bowl | K |
| And all I ask is your purse and soul ' | - |
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| But whether on window door or stair | E |
| Wherever I went it was always there | E |
| Painted in yellow and red and blue | B |
| It stared from alley and avenue | B |
| It was north and south and east and west | C |
| The lager beer of this Philip Best | C |
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| And who was Philip Best you ask | L |
| Oh he was a man whose noble task | L |
| Was the brewing of beer good beer first class | M |
| That should sparkle and bubble and boil in the glass | M |
| Should sparkle and flow till drank and then | N |
| Feast like a vampire on brains of men | N |
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| Ah Philip Best you have passed from view | B |
| But your name and your works live after you | B |
| Come brothers raise him a monument | O |
| Inscribed 'Here lies the man who sent | P |
| A million of souls to the depths of hell | Q |
| Turned genius and worth to the prison cell | Q |
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| Stole bread from the mouth of the hungry child | R |
| Made the father a brute and the mother wild | R |
| Filled happy homes with dread unrest | C |
| Oh a very great man was Philip Best | C |
| O Ph Best you have passed from view | B |
| But your nameand your deeds live after you ' | - |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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