Doctor Rabelais Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHDGJ BGGGKLG MNGNOPQ RSTSULV WXYXZGGG ABCBGA2GA2 B2GGGGC2D2C2 BGE2GGLVG| Once it was many years ago | A |
| In early wedded life | B |
| Ere yet my loved one had become | C |
| A very knowing wife | B |
| She came to me and said 'My dear | D |
| I think and do not you | E |
| That we should have about the house | F |
| A doctor's book or two | E |
| - | |
| 'Our little ones have sundry ills | G |
| Which I should understand | H |
| And cure myself if I but had | I |
| A doctor's book at hand | H |
| Why not economize my dear | D |
| In point of doctor's biils | G |
| By purchasing the means to treat | J |
| Our litt e household ills ' | - |
| - | |
| Dear honest patient little wife | B |
| She did not even guess | G |
| She offered me the very prize | G |
| I hankered to possess | G |
| 'You argus wisely wife ' quoth I | K |
| 'Proceed without delay | L |
| To find and comprehend the works | G |
| Of Doctor Rabelais ' | - |
| - | |
| I wrote the title out for her | M |
| She'd never heard the name | N |
| And presently she bought those books | G |
| And home she lugged the same | N |
| I clearly read this taunting boast | O |
| On her triumphant brow | P |
| 'Aha ye venal doctors all | Q |
| Ye are outwitted now ' | - |
| - | |
| Those volumes stood upon the shelf | R |
| A month or two unread | S |
| Save as such times by night I conned | T |
| Their precious wit in bed | S |
| But once it was a wintry time | U |
| I heard my loved one say | L |
| 'This child is croupy I'll consult | V |
| My doctor Rabelais ' | - |
| - | |
| Soon from her delusive dream | W |
| My beauteous bride awoke | X |
| Too soon she grasped the fulness of | Y |
| My bibliomaniac joke | X |
| There came a sudden shocking change | Z |
| As you may well suppose | G |
| And with her reprehensive voice | G |
| The temperature arose | G |
| - | |
| But that was many years ago | A |
| In early wedded life | B |
| And that dear lady has become | C |
| A very knowing wife | B |
| For she hath learned from Rabelais | G |
| What elsewhere is agreed | A2 |
| The plague of bibliomania is | G |
| A cureless ill indeed | A2 |
| - | |
| And still at night when all the rest | B2 |
| Are hushed in sweet repose | G |
| O'er those two interdicted tomes | G |
| I laugh and nod and doze | G |
| From worldly ills and business cares | G |
| My weary mind is lured | C2 |
| And by that doctor's magic art | D2 |
| My ailments all are cured | C2 |
| - | |
| So my dear knowing little wife | B |
| Is glad that it is so | G |
| And with a smile recalls the trick | E2 |
| I played her years ago | G |
| And whensoe'er dyspeptic pangs | G |
| Compel me to their sway | L |
| The saucy girl bids me consult | V |
| My Doctor Rabelais | G |
Eugene Field
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