L'ancien Regime Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
Our king all kings above	B
A young girl brought him love	B
And he dowered her with shame	C
With a sort of infamous fame	C
And then with lonely years	D
Of penance and bitter tears	E
Love is scarcely the thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
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Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
A statesman brought him planned	F
Justice for all the land	F
And he in recompense got	G
Fierce struggle with brigue and plot	G
Then a fall from lofty place	H
Into exile and disgrace	H
Justice is never the thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
A writer brought him truth	I
And first he imprisoned the youth	I
And then he bestowed a free pyre	J
That the works might have plenty of fire	J
And also to cure the pain	K
Of the headache called thought in the brain	K
Truth is a very bad thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
The people brought their sure	L
Loyalty fervid and pure	L
And he gave them bountiful spoil	M
Of taxes and hunger and toil	M
Ignorance brutish plight	N
And wholesale slaughter in fight	N
Loyalty's quite the worst thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
A courtier brought to his feet	O
Servility graceful and sweet	O
With an ever ready smile	P
And an ever supple guile	P
And he got in reward the place	H
Of the statesman in disgrace	H
Servility's always a thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
A soldier brought him war	Q
La gloire la victoire	R
Ravage and carnage and groans	S
For the pious Te Deum tones	S
And he got in return for himself	T
Rank and honors and pelf	T
War is a very fine thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
A harlot brought him her flesh	U
Her lusts and the manifold mesh	U
Of her wiles intervolved with caprice	V
And he gave her his realm to fleece	V
To corrupt to ruin and gave	T
Himself for her toy and her slave	T
Harlotry's just the thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Who has a thing to bring	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
Our king who fears to die	W
A priest brought him a lie	W
The blackness of hell uprolled	W
In heaven's shining gold	W
And he got as guerdon for that	W
A see and a cardinal's hat	W
A lie is an excellent thing	A
To bring as a gift for our king	A
	-
Has any one yet a thing	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A
The country gave him a tomb	X
A magnificent sleeping room	X
And for this it obtained some rest	W
Clear riddance of many a pest	W
And a hope which it much enjoyed	W
That the throne would continue void	W
A tomb is the very best thing	A
For a gift to our lord the king	A

James Thomson

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