The Millionaire Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHIHJKL MNMNLOPQ RSTULVWV XYLYLZA2Z WWB2WCC2CC2 C2C2DC2LD2E2D2 WF2G2F2LH2C2H2 DI2WI2CJ2DJ2 C2K2L2K2C2D2C2D2 CCC2CC2M2WM2 CN2CN2LWC2W O2C2C2C2LNWN CP2PP2LQ2LQ2| In the upper circles | A |
| Moves a famous man | B |
| Who has had no equal | C |
| Since the world began | B |
| He was once a broker | D |
| Down by the exchange | E |
| He is now a nabob | F |
| Don't you think it strange | E |
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| In his low back office | G |
| Near the Bowling Green | H |
| With his brother brokers | I |
| He was often seen | H |
| Shaving and discounting | J |
| Dabbling in the stocks | K |
| He achieved a fortune | L |
| Of a million ROCKS ' | - |
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| Next he formed a marriage | M |
| With a lady fair | N |
| And his splendid carriage | M |
| Bowled about THE square | N |
| Where his spacious mansion | L |
| Like a palace stood | O |
| Envied and admired | P |
| By the multitude | Q |
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| Then he took the tour | R |
| Of the continent | S |
| Bearer of dispatches | T |
| From the President | U |
| A legation button | L |
| By permission wore | V |
| And became that worthy | W |
| An official bore | V |
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| Charmed with foreign countries | X |
| Lots of coin to spend | Y |
| He a house in London | L |
| Took a the West End | Y |
| Where he dwelt a season | L |
| And in grandeur shone | Z |
| But to all the beau monde | A2 |
| Utterly unknown | Z |
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| England then was foggy | W |
| And society | W |
| Too aristocratic | B2 |
| For his pedigree | W |
| So he crossed the channel | C |
| To escape the BLUES | C2 |
| And became the idol | C |
| Of the parvenues | C2 |
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| Dear delightful Paris | C2 |
| He would often say | C2 |
| Every earthly pleasure | D |
| One can have for pay | C2 |
| Wealth gives high position | L |
| But when money's tight | D2 |
| Man is at a discount | E2 |
| And it serves him right | D2 |
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| After years of study | W |
| How to cut a dash | F2 |
| He came home embellished | G2 |
| With a huge moustache | F2 |
| Now he is a lion | L |
| All the rage up town | H2 |
| And gives gorgeous parties | C2 |
| Supervised by Brown | H2 |
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| The almighty dollar | D |
| Is no doubt divine | I2 |
| And he worships daily | W |
| At that noble shrine | I2 |
| Fashion is his idol | C |
| Money is his god | J2 |
| And they both together | D |
| Rule him like a rod | J2 |
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| Books and busts and pictures | C2 |
| Are with him a card | K2 |
| While abroad he bought them | L2 |
| Cheaply by the yard | K2 |
| But his sumptuous dinners | C2 |
| To a turn quite right | D2 |
| With his boon companions | C2 |
| Are his chief delight | D2 |
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| Thee his wit and wassail | C |
| Like twin currents flow | C |
| In his newest stories | C2 |
| Published long ago | C |
| His enchanted hearers | C2 |
| Giggle till they weep | M2 |
| As it is their duty | W |
| Till they fall asleep | M2 |
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| On his carriage panel | C |
| Is a blazoned crest | N2 |
| With a Latin motto | C |
| Given him in jest | N2 |
| His black coach and footman | L |
| Dressed in livery | W |
| Every day at Stewart's | C2 |
| Many crowd to see | W |
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| Well in upper ten dom | O2 |
| Let him rest in peace | C2 |
| And may his investments | C2 |
| Cent per cent increase | C2 |
| Though on earth for no one | L |
| Cares the millionaire | N |
| So does NOT exactly | W |
| His devoted heir | N |
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| There's a useful moral | C |
| Woven with my rhyme | P2 |
| Which may be considered | P |
| At some other time | P2 |
| Crockery is not porcelain | L |
| It is merely delf | Q2 |
| And the kind most common | L |
| Is the man himself | Q2 |
George Pope Morris
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