To Children: For Tyrants Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDC A EFGGF A HIJJI AK K LMNNN A OPHHP A NQNNQ A NRAAR K NSOOS K NKOTK K NURRU K NNVVN K NRWWR R KNNNN R KNXXN| I | A |
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| Strike not thy dog with a stick | B |
| I did it yesterday | C |
| Not to undo though I gained | D |
| The Paradise heavy it rained | D |
| On Kobold's flanks and he lay | C |
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| II | A |
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| Little Bruno our long ear pup | E |
| From his hunt had come back to my heel | F |
| I heard a sharp worrying sound | G |
| And Bruno foamed on the ground | G |
| With Koby as making a meal | F |
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| III | A |
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| I did what I could not undo | H |
| Were the gates of the Paradise shut | I |
| Behind me I deemed it was just | J |
| I left Koby crouched in the dust | J |
| Some yards from the woodman's hut | I |
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| IV | - |
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| He bewhimpered his welting and I | A |
| Scarce thought it enough for him so | K |
| By degrees through the upper box grove | - |
| Within me an old story hove | - |
| Of a man and a dog you shall know | K |
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| V | - |
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| The dog was of novel breed | L |
| The Shannon retriever untried | M |
| His master an old Irish lord | N |
| In an oaken armchair snored | N |
| At midnight whisky beside | N |
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| VI | A |
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| Perched up a desolate tower | O |
| Where the black storm wind was a whip | P |
| To set it nigh spinning these two | H |
| Were alone like the last of a crew | H |
| Outworn in a wave beaten ship | P |
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| VII | A |
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| The dog lifted muzzle and sniffed | N |
| He quitted his couch on the rug | Q |
| Nose to floor nose aloft whined barked | N |
| And finding the signals unmarked | N |
| Caught a hand in a death grapple tug | Q |
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| VIII | A |
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| He pulled till his master jumped | N |
| For fury of wrath and laid on | R |
| With the length of a tough knotted staff | A |
| Fit to drive the life flying like chaff | A |
| And leave a sheer carcase anon | R |
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| IX | K |
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| That done he sat panted and cursed | N |
| The vile cross of this brute nevermore | S |
| Would he house it to rear such a cur | O |
| The dog dragged his legs pained to stir | O |
| Eyed his master dropped barked at the door | S |
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| X | K |
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| Then his master raised head too and sniffed | N |
| It struck him the dog had a sense | K |
| That honoured both dam and sire | O |
| You have guessed how the tower was afire | T |
| The Shannon retriever dates thence | K |
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| XI | K |
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| I mused saw the pup ease his heart | N |
| Of his instinct for chasing and sink | U |
| Overwrought by excitement so new | R |
| A scene that for Koby to view | R |
| Was the seizure of nerves in a link | U |
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| XII | K |
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| And part sympathetic and part | N |
| Imitatively raged my poor brute | N |
| And I not thinking of ill | V |
| Doing eviller nerves are still | V |
| Our savage too quick at the root | N |
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| XIII | K |
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| They spring us I proved it albeit | N |
| I played executioner then | R |
| For discipline justice the like | W |
| Yon stick I had handy to strike | W |
| Should have warned of the tyrant in men | R |
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| XIV | R |
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| You read in your History books | K |
| How the Prince in his youth had a mind | N |
| For governing gently his land | N |
| Ah the use of that weapon at hand | N |
| When the temper is other than kind | N |
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| XV | R |
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| At home all was well Koby's ribs | K |
| Not so sore as my thoughts if beguiled | N |
| He forgives me his criminal air | X |
| Throws a shade of Llewellyn's despair | X |
| For the hound slain for saving his child | N |
George Meredith
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