The Wonderful Juggler (a Song) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBC DDEEC FFFFC BBGGC HHIIC JJKLC MMNOC LPQQC RPBBC SSPPC TTUUC

Come all ye true hearts who Old England to saveA
Now shoulder the musket or plough the rough waveA
I will sing you a song of a wonderful fellowB
Who has ruin'd Jack Pudding and broke PunchinelloB
Derry down down high derry downC
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This juggler is little and ugly and blackD
But like Atlas he stalks with the world at his backD
'Tis certain all fear of the devil he scornsE
Some say they are cousins we know he wears hornsE
Derry downC
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At hop skip and jump who so famous as heF
He hopp'd o'er an army he skipped o'er the seaF
And he jump'd from the desk of a village attorneyF
To the throne of the Bourbons a pretty long journeyF
Derry downC
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He tosses up kingdoms the same as a ballB
And his cup is so fashion'd it catches them allB
The Pope and Grand Turk have been heard to declareG
His skill at the long bow has made them both stareG
Derry downC
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He has shown off his tricks in France Italy SpainH
And Germany too knows his legerdemainH
So hearing John Bull has a taste for strange sightsI
He's coming to London to put us to rightsI
Derry downC
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To encourage his puppets to venture this tripJ
He has built them such boats as can conquer a shipJ
With a gun of good metal that shoots out so farK
It can silence the broadsides of three men of warL
Derry downC
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This new Katterfelto his show to completeM
Means his boats should all sink as they pass by our fleetM
Then as under the ocean their course they steer right onN
They can pepper their foes from the bed of old TritonO
Derry downC
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If this project should fail he has others in storeL
Wooden horses for instance may bring them safe o'erP
Or the genius of France as the Moniteur tellsQ
May order balloons or provide diving bellsQ
Derry downC
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When Philip of Spain fitted out his ArmadaR
Britain saw his designs and could meet her invaderP
But how to greet Bonny she never will knowB
If he comes in the style of a fish or a crowB
Derry downC
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Now if our rude tars will so crowd up the seasS
That his boats have not room to go down when they pleaseS
Can't he wait till the channel is quite frozen overP
And a stout pair of skates will transport him to DoverP
Derry downC
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How welcome he'll be it were needless to sayT
Neither he nor his puppets shall e'er go awayT
I am sure at his heels we shall constantly stickU
Till we know he has play'd off his very last trickU
Derry down down high derry downC

Henry Kirk White



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