The Dismissed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEDEFGFG HIHIJKJL LMLMNONO CPJPQRSR FTUTVSVW FOFOSXSY| I suppose she was right in rejecting my suit | A |
| But why did she kick me down stairs | B |
| Halleck's Discarded | C |
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| The wing of my spirit is broken | D |
| My day star of hope has declined | E |
| For a month not a word have I spoken | D |
| That's either polite or refined | E |
| My mind's like the sky in bad weather | F |
| When mist clouds around us are curled | G |
| And viewing myself altogether | F |
| I'm the veriest wretch in the world | G |
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| I wander about like a vagrant | H |
| I spend half my time in the street | I |
| My conduct's improper and flagrant | H |
| For I quarrel with all that I meet | I |
| My dress too is wholly neglected | J |
| My hat I pull over my brow | K |
| And I look like a fellow suspected | J |
| Of wishing to kick up a row | L |
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| In vain I've endeavored to borrow | L |
| From friends some material aid | M |
| For my landlady views me with sorrow | L |
| When she thinks of the bill that's unpaid | M |
| Abroad my acquaintances flout me | N |
| The ladies cry Bless us look there | O |
| And the little boys cluster about me | N |
| And sensible citizens stare | O |
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| One says He's a victim to cupid | C |
| Another His conduct's too bad | P |
| A third He is awfully stupid | J |
| A fourth He is perfectly mad | P |
| And then I am watched like a bandit | Q |
| Mankind with me all are at strife | R |
| By heaven no longer I'll stand it | S |
| But quick put an end to my life | R |
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| I've thought of the means yet I shudder | F |
| At dagger or ratsbane or rope | T |
| At drawing with lancet my blood or | U |
| At razor without any soap | T |
| Suppose I should fall in a duel | V |
| And thus leave the stage with ECLAT | S |
| But to die with a bullet is cruel | V |
| Besides 'twould be breaking the law | W |
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| Yet one way remains to the river | F |
| I'll fly from the goadings of care | O |
| But drown oh the thought makes me shiver | F |
| A terrible death I declare | O |
| Ah no I'll once more see my Kitty | S |
| And parry her cruel disdain | X |
| Beseech her to take me in pity | S |
| And never dismiss me again | Y |
George Pope Morris
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