In The Royal Academy. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB B CCD E DF B EE E GGHH B IIJJKKLLMMNN E OO B KKA B K B PQ E PR B R E IISSTU B TVV E KKKKKK B LLO E LLWW W XX E YYWWUUKK W KKIZA2A2W B2 KK W K U C2C2WW| HUGH on furlough | A |
| HELEN his cousin | B |
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| HELEN | B |
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| They have not come And ten is past | C |
| Unless by chance my watch is fast | C |
| Aunt Mabel surely told us ten | D |
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| HUGH | E |
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| I doubt if she can do it then | D |
| In fact their train | F |
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| HELEN | B |
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| That is you knew | E |
| How could you be so treacherous Hugh | E |
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| HUGH | E |
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| Nay it is scarcely mine the crime | G |
| One can't account for railway time | G |
| Where shall we sit Not here I vote | H |
| At least there's nothing here of note | H |
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| HELEN | B |
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| Then here we'll stay please Once for all | I |
| I bar all artists great and small | I |
| From now until we go in June | J |
| I shall hear nothing but this tune | J |
| Whether I like Long's Vashti or | K |
| Like Leslie's Naughty Kitty more | K |
| With all that critics right or wrong | L |
| Have said of Leslie and of Long | L |
| No If you value my esteem | M |
| I beg you'll take another theme | M |
| Paint me some pictures if you will | N |
| But spare me these for good and ill | N |
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| HUGH | E |
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| Paint you some pictures Come that's kind | O |
| You know I'm nearly colour blind | O |
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| HELEN | B |
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| Paint then in words You did before | K |
| Scenes at where was it Dustypoor | K |
| You know | A |
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| HUGH with an inspiration | B |
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| I'll try | K |
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| HELEN | B |
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| But mind they're pretty | P |
| Not hog hunts | Q |
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| HUGH | E |
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| You shall be Committee | P |
| And say if they are out or in | R |
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| HELEN | B |
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| I shall reject them all Begin | R |
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| HUGH | E |
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| Here is the first An antique Hall | I |
| Like Chanticlere with panelled wall | I |
| A boy or rather lad A girl | S |
| Laughing with all her rows of pearl | S |
| Before a portrait in a ruff | T |
| He meanwhile watches | U |
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| HELEN | B |
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| That's enough | T |
| It wants verve brio breadth design | V |
| Besides it's English I decline | V |
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| HUGH | E |
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| This is the next 'Tis finer far | K |
| A foaming torrent say Braemar | K |
| A pony grazing by a boulder | K |
| Then the same pair a little older | K |
| Left by some lucky chance together | K |
| He begs her for a sprig of heather | K |
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| HELEN | B |
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| Which she accords with smile seraphic | L |
| I know it it was in the Graphic | L |
| Declined | O |
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| HUGH | E |
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| Once more and I forego | L |
| All hopes of hanging high or low | L |
| Behold the hero of the scene | W |
| In bungalow and palankeen | W |
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| HELEN | W |
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| What all at once But that's absurd | X |
| Unless he's Sir Boyle Roche's bird | X |
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| HUGH | E |
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| Permit me 'Tis a Panorama | Y |
| In which the person of the drama | Y |
| Mid orientals dusk and tawny | W |
| Mid warriors drinking brandy pawnee | W |
| Mid scorpions dowagers and griffins | U |
| In morning rides at noon day tiffins | U |
| In every kind of place and weather | K |
| Is solaced by a sprig of heather | K |
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| More seriously | W |
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| He puts that faded scrap before | K |
| The Rajah or the Koh i noor | K |
| He would not barter it for all | I |
| Benares or the Taj Mahal | Z |
| It guides directs his every act | A2 |
| And word and thought In short in fact | A2 |
| I mean | W |
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| Opening his locket | B2 |
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| Look Helen that's the heather | K |
| Too late Here come both Aunts together | K |
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| HELEN | W |
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| What heather Sir | K |
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| After a pause | U |
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| And why too late | C2 |
| Aunt Dora how you've made us wait | C2 |
| Don't you agree that it's a pity | W |
| Portraits are hung by the Committee | W |
Henry Austin Dobson
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