The Old School List Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEAE FGHGIEFE JKLKMEJE NFOFPENE QRSRTEUE VWXWGEVE YZA2ZB2EYE

In a wild moraine of forgotten booksA
On the glacier of years gone byB
As I plied my rake for order's sakeC
There was one that caught my eyeB
And I sat by the shelf till I lost myselfD
And roamed in the crowded mistE
And heard lost voices and saw lost looksA
As I pored on an Old School ListE
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What a jumble of names there were some that I knewF
As a brother is known to dayG
Gone I know not where nay I hardly careH
For their places are full and theyG
What climes they have ranged how much they're changedI
Time place and pursuits assistE
In transforming them stay where you are adieuF
You are all in the Old School ListE
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There are some who did nothing at school much sinceJ
And others much then since naughtK
They are middle aged men grown bald since thenL
Some have travelled and some have foughtK
And some have written and some are bittenM
With strange new faiths desistE
From tracking them broker or priest of princeJ
They are all in the Old School ListE
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There's a grave grey lawyer in King's Bench WalkN
Whose clients are passing fewF
He seldom speaks in those lonely weeksO
What on earth can he find to doF
Well he stroked the eight what a splendid fateP
And the Newcastle barely missedE
A future Lord Chancellor so we'd talkN
In the days of the old School ListE
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There were several duffers and several boresQ
Whose faces I've half forgotR
Whom I lived among when the world was youngS
And who talked no end of rotR
Are they now little clerks who stroll in the ParksT
Or scribble with grimy fistE
Or rich little peers who hire Scotch moorsU
Well they're all in the old School ListE
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There were some who were certain to prosper and thriveV
And certain to do no moreW
Who were capital chaps and tho' moderate sapsX
Would never stay in after fourW
Now day after day they are packed awayG
After being connubially kissedE
To work in the city from ten to fiveV
There they are in the old School ListE
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There were two good fellows I used to knowY
How distant it all appearsZ
We played together in football weatherA2
And messed together for yearsZ
Now one of them's wed and the other's deadB2
So long that he's hardly missedE
Save by us who messed with him years agoY
But we're all in the old School ListE

James Kenneth Stephen



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