Premiers Amours. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAACAB DEDE FGFG HFHF ICIC JKJK LMLM NLNL OPOP QRQS TRTR UPUP VWVW| Old Loves and old dreams | A |
| Requiescant in pace | B |
| How strange now it seems | A |
| Old Loves and old dreams | A |
| Yet we once wrote you reams | A |
| Maude Alice and Gracie | C |
| Old Loves and old dreams | A |
| Requiescant in pace | B |
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| When I called at the Hollies to day | D |
| In the room with the cedar wood presses | E |
| Aunt Deb was just folding away | D |
| What she calls her memorial dresses | E |
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| She'd the frock that she wore at fifteen | F |
| Short waisted of course my abhorrence | G |
| She'd the loveliest something in een | F |
| That she wears in her portrait by Lawrence | G |
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| She'd the jelick she used as a Greek | H |
| She'd the habit she got her bad fall in | F |
| She had e'en the blue moir antique | H |
| That she opened Squire Grasshopper's ball in | F |
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| New and old they were all of them there | I |
| Sleek velvet and bombazine stately | C |
| She had hung them each over a chair | I |
| To the paniers she's taken to lately | C |
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| Which she showed me I think by mistake | J |
| And I conned o'er the forms and the fashions | K |
| Till the faded old shapes seemed to wake | J |
| All the ghosts of my passed away passions | K |
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| From the days of love's youthfullest dream | L |
| When the height of my shooting idea | M |
| Was to burn like a young Polypheme | L |
| For a somewhat mature Galatea | M |
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| There was Lucy who tiffed with her first | N |
| And who threw me as soon as her third came | L |
| There was Norah whose cut was the worst | N |
| For she told me to wait till my berd came | L |
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| Pale Blanche who subsisted on salts | O |
| Blonde Bertha who doted on Schiller | P |
| Poor Amy who taught me to waltz | O |
| Plain Ann that I wooed for the siller | P |
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| All danced round my head in a ring | Q |
| Like The Zephyrs that somebody painted | R |
| All shapes of the feminine thing | Q |
| Shy scornful seductive and sainted | S |
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| To my Wife in the days she was young | T |
| How Sir says that lady disgusted | R |
| Do you dare to include ME among | T |
| Your loves that have faded and rusted | R |
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| Not at all I benignly retort | U |
| I was just the least bit in a temper | P |
| Those alas were the fugitive sort | U |
| But you are my eadem semper | P |
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| Full stop and a Sermon Yet think | V |
| There was surely good ground for a quarrel | W |
| She had checked me when just on the brink | V |
| Of I feel a remarkable MORAL | W |
Henry Austin Dobson
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