Fragment Of An Epistle To Thomas Moore Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDAAAA AAEFAAA GGAACC H'What say I ' not a syllable further in prose | A |
I'm your man 'of all measures ' dear Tom so here goes | A |
Here goes for a swim on the stream of old Time | B |
On those buoyant supporters the blad ders of rhyme | B |
If our weight breaks them down and we sink in the flood | C |
We are smother'd at least in respectable mud | C |
Where the Divers of Bathos lie drown'd in a heap | D |
And Southey's last P an has pillow'd his sleep | D |
That Felo de se ' who half drunk with his malmsey | A |
Walk'd out of his depth and was lost in a calm sea | A |
Singing 'Glory to God' in a spick and span stanza | A |
The like since Tom Sternhold was choked never man saw | A |
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The papers have told you no doubt of the fusses | A |
The fetes and the gapings to get at these Russes | A |
Of his Majesty's suite up from coach man to Hetman | E |
And what dignity decks the flat face of the great man | F |
I saw him last week at two balls and a party | A |
For a prince his demeanour was rather too hearty | A |
You know we are used to quite different graces | A |
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The Czar's look I own was much brighter and brisker | G |
But then he is sadly deficient in whisker | G |
And wore but a starless blue coat and in kersey | A |
Mere breeches whisk'd round in a waltz with the Jersey | A |
Who lovely as ever seem'd just as delighted | C |
With Majesty's presence as those she invited | C |
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June | H |
George Gordon Byron
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