The Merdle Origin. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC DEDECF GHGHIJIJKIKI LGLG HHGG MNMNOPOPQMQM RSRSTUTUVVWXWX

Now Merdle en passant I had known for a scoreA
Of years when a dinner with Jones Brown or SmithB
As good as one gets for a quarter or moreA
Was a thing unthought of or else but a mythB
In Merde's day dreaming of things yet in storeA
When hope painted visions of a painted abodeC
And hope never hoped for anything moreA
I'm sure never dreamed he would dine a la modeC
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In dreams wildest fancy I doubt if he dreamedD
That time in its changes that wears rocky shoresE
Should change what so changeless certainly seemedD
Till Merdle Jack Merdle would own twenty storesE
Much more own a bank e'en the horse that he rodeC
Or pay half the debts of the wild oats he sowedF
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I knew when he worked at his old father's tradeG
And thought he would stick to his wax and the lastH
But Fortune the fickle incontinent jadeG
A turn to his fortune has given a castH
A wife with a fortune which men hunt in packsI
To Jack was the fortune that fell to his shareJ
A fortune that often is such a hard taxI
That men hurry through it with nothing to spareJ
With nothing to eat or a house fit to live inK
With nothing half decent to put on their backsI
With nothing exclusive to have or believe inK
Except what is common to common street hacksI
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So fortune and comfort that should be like brothersL
Though fought for and bled for where fortunes are madeG
Though sought for and failed of by ten thousand othersL
Are not worth the fighting and fuss that is madeG
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But fortune for Merdle by Cupid was castH
And bade him look higher than wax and the lastH
That Merdle his father with good honest tradeG
Had used with the stitches his waxed end had madeG
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I knew when old Merdle lived down by the millM
I often went fishing and Jack dug the baitN
But Jack Merdle then never thought he should fillM
With fish and roast meat such a full dinner plateN
Nor I when my line which I threw for a troutO
While Jack watched the bob of the light floating corkP
Ever thought of the time in a Merdle turn outO
To ride or to dine with a pearl handle forkP
In Jack's splendid mansion where taste waste and styleQ
Contend for preemption as then by the millM
Old Merdle contended with fortune the whileQ
For bread wherewithal Jack's belly to fillM
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I never thought then little Kitty MaloneR
As heir to old Gripus would bring him the cashS
'Pon which as a banker Jack Merdle has shoneR
And Kitty in fashion has cut such a dashS
Nor when as a girl not a shoe to her feetT
She accepted my offers of coppers or candyU
She would tell me in satin we've nothing to eatT
While eating from silver or sipping her brandyU
And wond'ring that Merdle the Jack I have namedV
Should bring home a friend 'twas thus she exclaimedV
The day that I've mentioned a day to rememberW
When Merdle and I in his carriage and baysX
Through Avenue Five on a day in SeptemberW
Drove up to a mansion with gas light ablazeX

Horatio Alger, Jr.



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