The Journalists And Minos Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GGGG DHDH GIGI JBJ GKGK LMLM NONO PGPG QDQG RSRS G G TUUU JVJV BGBG GWG XGXG JYJY ZA2ZA2 B2UB2U

I chanced the other eveA
But how I ne'er will tellB
The paper to receiveA
That's published down in hellB
-
In general one may guessC
I little care to seeD
This free corps of the pressC
Got up so easilyD
-
But suddenly my eyesE
A side note chanced to meetF
And fancy my surpriseE
At reading in the sheetF
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For twenty weary springsG
The post from ErebusG
Remark me always bringsG
Unpleasant news to usG
-
Through want of water weD
Have well nigh lost our breathH
In great perplexityD
Hell came and asked for DeathH
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'They can wade through the StyxG
Catch crabs in Lethe's floodI
Old Charon's in a fixG
His boat lies in the mudI
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'The dead leap over thereJ
The young and old as wellB
The boatman gets no fareJ
And loudly curses hell '-
-
King Minos bade his spiesG
In all directions goK
The devils needs must riseG
And bring him news belowK
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Hurrah The secret's toldL
They've caught the robber's nestM
A merry feast let's holdL
Come hell and join the restM
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An author's countless bandN
Stalked round Cocytus' brinkO
Each bearing in his handN
A glass for holding inkO
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And into casks they drewP
The water strange to sayG
As boys suck sweet wine throughP
An elder reed in playG
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Quick o'er them cast the netQ
Ere they have time to fleeD
Warm welcome ye will getQ
So come to Sans souciG
-
Smelt by the king ere longR
He sharpened up his toothS
And thus addressed the throngR
Full angrily in truthS
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'The robbers is't we seeG
What trade What land perchance '-
'German news writers we '-
Enough to make us danceG
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'A wish I long have knownT
To bid ye stop and dineU
Ere ye by Death were mownU
That brother in law of mineU
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'Yet now by Styx I swearJ
Whose flood ye would imbibeV
That torments and despairJ
Shall fill your vermin tribeV
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'The pitcher seeks the wellB
Till broken 'tis one dayG
They who for ink would smellB
The penalty must payG
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'So seize them by their thumbsG
And loosen straight my beastW
E'en now he licks his gumsG
Impatient for the feast '-
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How quivered every limbX
Beneath the bull dog's jawsG
Their honors baited himX
And he allowed no pauseG
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Convulsively they swearJ
Still writhe the rabble routY
Engaged with anxious careJ
In pumping Lethe outY
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Ye Christians good and meekZ
This vision bear in mindA2
If journalists ye seekZ
Attempt their thumbs to findA2
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Defects they often hideB2
As folks whose hairs are goneU
We see with wigs suppliedB2
Probatum I have doneU

Friedrich Schiller



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