In New Orleans Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCD EEFFGG HHIJDD KKLLDD MMNNDD OOPPCD QQFFRR'Twas in the Crescent City not long ago befell | A |
The tear compelling incident I now propose to tell | A |
So come my sweet collector friends and listen while I sing | B |
Unto your delectation this brief pathetic thing | B |
No lyric pitched in vaunting key but just a requiem | C |
Of blowing twenty dollars in by nine o'clock a m | D |
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Let critic folk the poet's use of vulgar slang upbraid | E |
But when I'm speaking by the card I call a spade a spade | E |
And I who have been touched of that same mania myself | F |
Am well aware that when it comes to parting with his pelf | F |
The curio collector is so blindly lost in sin | G |
That he doesn't spend his money he simply blows it in | G |
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In Royal street near Conti there's a lovely curio shop | H |
And there one balmy fateful morn it was my chance to stop | H |
To stop was hesitation in a moment I was lost | I |
That kind of hesitation does not hesitate at cost | J |
I spied a pewter tankard there and my it was a gem | D |
And the clock in old St Louis told the hour of eight a m | D |
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Three quaint Bohemian bottles too of yellow and of green | K |
Cut in archaic fashion that I ne'er before had seen | K |
A lovely hideous platter wreathed about with pink and rose | L |
With its curious depression into which the gravy flows | L |
Two dainty silver salts oh there was no resisting them | D |
And I'd blown in twenty dollars by nine o'clock a m | D |
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With twenty dollars one who is a prudent man indeed | M |
Can buy the wealth of useful things his wife and children need | M |
Shoes stockings knickerbockers gloves bibs nursing bottles caps | N |
A gown the gown for which his spouse too long has pined perhaps | N |
These and ten thousand other spectres harrow and condemn | D |
The man who's blown in twenty by nine o'clock a m | D |
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Oh mean advantage conscience takes and one that I abhor | O |
In asking one this question What did you buy it for | O |
Why doesn't conscience ply its blessed trade before the act | P |
Before one's cussedness becomes a bald accomplished fact | P |
Before one's fallen victim to the Tempter's stratagem | C |
And blown in twenty dollars by nine o'clock a m | D |
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Ah me now that the deed is done how penitent I am | Q |
I was a roaring lion behold a bleating lamb | Q |
I've packed and shipped those precious things to that more precious wife | F |
Who shares with our sweet babes the strange vicissitudes of life | F |
While he who in his folly gave up his store of wealth | R |
Is far away and means to keep his distance for his health | R |
Eugene Field
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