Book Agent Story Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FFGGHHIIJJDD KKCLMMNNODDD PPGGCLFFQQDD IIRRRRSTUUDD VVWXIIYYZZDD| As we have given several humorous Scottish stories in verse we will venture to | A |
| trespass on your good nature by giving an American specimen The scene is laid | B |
| in the suburbs of New York It was a prose tale and we fancy we have not | C |
| diminished the height breadth or depth of the humour by grinding it in our | D |
| poetical mill and having it flow out in rhyme | E |
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| There is a man his name is Brown | F |
| He lives in a suburban town | F |
| And has an office in the city | G |
| His misfortunes you will pity | G |
| His mind it was on stocks and change | H |
| He cared not for things new or strange | H |
| But agent managed him to hook | I |
| And sold to him a costly book | I |
| Brown cared not for those glorious names | J |
| Died for religion in the flames | J |
| Now he felt agent was a Tartar | D |
| For selling him a book of martyr | D |
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| The agent knew it would make strife | K |
| But sold another to his wife | K |
| She did not know that Brown had bought | C |
| And agent on her easy wrought | L |
| Approaching her with winning smile | M |
| He poor woman did beguile | M |
| He made her believe without a doubt | N |
| No Christian could do without | N |
| This book which would all inspire | O |
| With spark of celestial fire | D |
| With feelings like the first martyr | D |
| Who had died for Christian charter | D |
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| When Brown did home return at night | P |
| His wife to add to his delight | P |
| Resolved that she would after tea | G |
| Get chatting with her husband free | G |
| And tell him of fine book she bought | C |
| Of trouble fresh she never thought | L |
| But she noticed a gloomy frown | F |
| On the brow of her husband Brown | F |
| But thought when I my purchase tell | Q |
| Those dark clouds they will dispel | Q |
| She said my dear I bought martyr | D |
| He looked as if he her could quarter | D |
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| And said the scoundrel sold me book | I |
| Out of the window then he did look | I |
| And saw the agent haste to train | R |
| He tried to stop him but in vain | R |
| Smith then was passing in spring waggon | R |
| And he had his trotting nag on | R |
| He told him to stop book agent | S |
| His escape for to prevent | T |
| Smith told him Brown wanted him | U |
| But agent nothing daunted him | U |
| Said he He only wants to barter | D |
| With me for my book of Martyr | D |
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| If thats all said Smith with quick dash | V |
| Give me his book and here's your cash | V |
| Book agent jumped aboard the car | W |
| For he knew there would be war | X |
| Smith met Brown with triumphant look | I |
| Said he I have got you the book | I |
| Brown's feelings now no one could paint | Y |
| He there did show he was no saint | Y |
| But to big own home he now returned | Z |
| And fierce rage in his bosom burned | Z |
| He was not fit for Knight of Garter | D |
| When he brought in the third martyr | D |
James Mcintyre
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