How A Fair One No Hope To His Highness Accorded Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCBDDEEED BBFGGFHHBBBH BBIJJIKLBMNML OOFPPFQQRSRQ TTIUUIVWRRRW W WWUUUUWWRRRW XXSWWWWWYYYW QQZZ| She has slid down the channels | A |
| Of history's annals | A |
| Disguised as the child of a king | B |
| But that is a glib | C |
| And iniquitous fib | C |
| For she never was any such thing | B |
| They called her the Fair One with Golden Locks | D |
| And it's true she had lovers who swarmed in flocks | D |
| But the rest is ironic | E |
| Her business chronic | E |
| Was selling hair tonic | E |
| By bottle and box | D |
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| From the dawn till the gloaming | B |
| She used to sit combing | B |
| Her hair in a languorous way | F |
| And her suitors would stop | G |
| To look into the shop | G |
| And stand there the rest of the day | F |
| She filled them with mute but with deep despair | H |
| For she never glanced up with a smile to where | H |
| They stood about crushing | B |
| Each other and blushing | B |
| She simply kept brushing | B |
| Her beautiful hair | H |
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| But a prince who was passing | B |
| Engaged in amassing | B |
| Some facts on American life | I |
| Was suddenly struck | J |
| By the fact that his luck | J |
| Might give him that girl for a wife | I |
| His rashness he didn't attempt to excuse | K |
| He entered the shop and he stated his views | L |
| Remarking | B |
| My jewel | M |
| I'm confident you will | N |
| Not wish to be cruel | M |
| Enough to refuse | L |
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| Most winsome of creatures | O |
| He told her your features | O |
| Have led me to candidly say | F |
| That no other beside | P |
| Would I have for a bride | P |
| We'll be married a week from to day | F |
| I belong to a long and a titled line | Q |
| And the least of your wishes I won't decline | Q |
| Next month I will usher | R |
| My wife into Russia | S |
| Sweet comber and brusher | R |
| Consider you're mine | Q |
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| She looked at him squarely | T |
| Considered him fairly | T |
| Her glance was as keen as a knife | I |
| Then she turned up her nose | U |
| And with icy repose | U |
| She answered Well not on your life | I |
| You're not on the paper the only blot | V |
| Do you think I come twelve in a parcel what | W |
| Me pose as your dearie | R |
| Oh go and chase Peary | R |
| You're making me weary | R |
| Now git | W |
| - | |
| He got | W |
| - | |
| The crowd that had waited | W |
| Outside was elated | W |
| So much by the prince's mischance | U |
| That they greeted with jeers | U |
| And ironical cheers | U |
| The end of his little romance | U |
| They said Did it hurt when the ground you hit | W |
| They searched for some mark where the prince had lit | W |
| And as he looked colder | R |
| They only grew bolder | R |
| And tapped on his shoulder | R |
| With Tag You're It | W |
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| The lengthy discussion | X |
| That sensitive Russian | X |
| Compiled on the U S A | S |
| Was read by the maid | W |
| As she carelessly played | W |
| With her beautiful hair one day | W |
| The talk you hear in that primitive land | W |
| He wrote nobody can understand | W |
| Somebody who guffed him | Y |
| She said has stuffed him | Y |
| And easily bluffed him | Y |
| To beat the band | W |
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| - | |
| The Moral The people across the brine | Q |
| Are exceedingly strong on Auld Lang Syne | Q |
| But they're lost in the push when they strike a gang | Z |
| That is strong on American new line slang | Z |
Guy Wetmore Carryl
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