An Epistle To An Editor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDAAAAEE AAAAFF GGGG DDAAGGHHIIGGAAGG GGJJKKLLGGMMGGGGAANN AAGGDDGOO| Jamais les arbres verts n'ont essaye d'etre bleus | A |
| THEOPHILE GAUTIER | B |
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| A new Review You make me tremble | C |
| Though as to that I can dissemble | C |
| Till I hear more But is it new | D |
| And will it be a real Review | D |
| I mean a Court wherein the scales | A |
| Weigh equally both him that fails | A |
| And him that hits the mark a place | A |
| Where the accus'd can plead his case | A |
| If wrong'd All this I need to know | E |
| Before I arrogant say Go | E |
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| We that are very old the phrase | A |
| Is STEELE'S not mine in former days | A |
| Have seen so many new Reviews | A |
| Arise arraign absolve abuse | A |
| Proclaim their mission to the top | F |
| Where there's still room then slowly drop | F |
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| Shrink down fade out and sans preferment | G |
| Depart to their obscure interment | G |
| We should be pardon'd if we doubt | G |
| That a new venture can hold out | G |
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| It will you say Then don't be new | D |
| Be old The Old is still the True | D |
| Nature said GAUTIER never tries | A |
| To alter her accustom'd dyes | A |
| And all your novelties at best | G |
| Are ancient puppets newly drest | G |
| What you must do is not to shrink | H |
| From speaking out the thing you think | H |
| And blaming where 'tis right to blame | I |
| Despite tradition and a Name | I |
| Yet don't expand a trifling blot | G |
| Or ban the book for what it's not | G |
| That is the poor device of those | A |
| Who cavil where they can't oppose | A |
| Moreover this is very old | G |
| Be courteous even when you scold | G |
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| Blame I put first but not at heart | G |
| You must give Praise the foremost part | G |
| Praise that to those who write is breath | J |
| Of Life if just if unjust Death | J |
| Praise then the things that men revere | K |
| Praise what they love not what they fear | K |
| Praise too the young praise those who try | L |
| Praise those who fail but by and by | L |
| May do good work Those who succeed | G |
| You'll praise perforce so there's no need | G |
| To speak of that And as to each | M |
| See you keep measure in your speech | M |
| See that your praise be so exprest | G |
| That the best man shall get the best | G |
| Nor fail of the fit word you meant | G |
| Because your epithets are spent | G |
| Remember that our language gives | A |
| No limitless superlatives | A |
| And SHAKESPEARE HOMER should have more | N |
| Than the last knocker at the door | N |
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| We that are very old May this | A |
| Excuse the hint you find amiss | A |
| My thoughts I feel are what to day | G |
| Men call vieux jeu Well let them say | G |
| The Old at least we know the New | D |
| A changing Shape that all pursue | D |
| Has been may be a fraud | G |
| But there | O |
| Wind to your sail Vogue la galere | O |
Henry Austin Dobson
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