On The Disastrous Spread Of ëstheticism In All Classes. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE DDGD HGDG DHIH JHKH LMNM OPOP QROR OD SD HHDH OTUT V HW XHDH YDYD ZYPY ZYHY ZDYD

Impetuously I sprang from bedA
Long before lunch was upB
That I might drain the dizzy dewC
From day's first golden cupB
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In swift devouring ecstacyD
Each toil in turn was doneE
I had done lying on the lawnF
Three minutes after oneE
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For me as Mr Wordsworth saysD
The duties shine like starsD
I formed my uncle's characterG
Decreasing his cigarsD
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But could my kind engross me NoH
Stern Art what sons escape herG
Soon I was drawing Gladstone's noseD
On scraps of blotting paperG
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Then on to play one fingered tunesD
Upon my aunt's pianoH
In short I have a headlong soulI
I much resemble HannoH
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Forgive the entrance of the notJ
Too cogent CarthaginianH
It may have been to make a rhymeK
I lean to that opinionH
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Then my great work of book researchL
Till dusk I took in handM
The forming of a final soundN
Opinion on The StrandM
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But when I quenched the midnight oilO
And closed The RefereeP
Whose thirty volumes folioO
I take to bed with meP
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I had a rather funny dreamQ
Intense that is and mysticR
I dreamed that with one leap and yellO
The world became artisticR
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The Shopmen when their souls were stillO
Declined to open shopsD
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And Cooks recorded frames of mindS
In sad and subtle chopsD
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The stars were weary of routineH
The trees in the plantationH
Were growing every fruit at onceD
In search of a sensationH
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The moon went for a moonlight strollO
And tried to be a bardT
And gazed enraptured at itselfU
I left it trying hardT
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The sea had nothing but a moodV
Of 'vague ironic gloom '-
With which t'explain its presence inH
My upstairs drawing roomW
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The sun had read a little bookX
That struck him with a notionH
He drowned himself and all his firesD
Deep in the hissing oceanH
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Then all was dark lawless and lostY
I heard great devilish wingsD
I knew that Art had won and snaptY
The Covenant of ThingsD
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I cried aloud and I awokeZ
New labours in my headY
I set my teeth and manfullyP
Began to lie in bedY
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Toiling rejoicing sorrowingZ
So I my life conductY
Each morning see some task begunH
Each evening see it chuckedY
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But still in sudden moods of duskZ
I hear those great weird wingsD
Feel vaguely thankful to the vastY
Stupidity of thingsD

Gilbert Keith Chesterton



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