Ben Nevis: A Dialogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCCCCCCCDDCCEECCFFC C A GHIJJKKLLBMNO BPPCCQQR GRCCDCCSTCCUCCDDVVWW CCAAXXYYCCCCCCCCC Z| There was one Mrs Cameron of years of age and the fattest woman in all Inverness shire who got up this Mountain some few years ago true she had her servants but then she had her self She ought to have hired Sisyphus 'Up the high hill he heaves a huge round Mrs Cameron ' 'Tis said a little conversation took place between the mountain and the Lady After taking a glass of W h iskey as she was tolerably seated at ease she thus began | A |
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| Mrs C | B |
| Upon my Life Sir Nevis I am pique'd | C |
| That I have so far panted tugg'd and reek'd | C |
| To do an honour to your old bald pate | C |
| And now am sitting on you just to bate | C |
| Without your paying me one compliment | C |
| Alas 'tis so with all when our intent | C |
| Is plain and in the eye of all Mankind | C |
| We fair ones show a preference too blind | C |
| You Gentle man immediately turn tail | D |
| O let me then my hapless fate bewail | D |
| Ungrateful Baldpate have I not disdain'd | C |
| The pleasant Valleys have I not madbrain'd | C |
| Deserted all my Pickles and preserves | E |
| My China closet too with wretched Nerves | E |
| To boot say wretched ingrate have I not | C |
| Le f t my soft cushion chair and caudle pot | C |
| 'Tis true I had no corns no thank the fates | F |
| My Shoemaker was always Mr Bates | F |
| And if not Mr Bates why I'm not old | C |
| Still dumb ungrateful Nevis still so cold | C |
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| Here the Lady took some more w h iskey and was putting even more to her lips when she dashed it to the Ground for the Mountain began to grumble which continued for a few minutes before he thus began | A |
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| Ben Nevis | G |
| What whining bit of tongue and Mouth thus dares | H |
| Disturb my slumber of a thousand years | I |
| Even so long my sleep has been secure | J |
| And to be so awakened I'll not endure | J |
| Oh pain for since the Eagle's earliest scream | K |
| I've had a dam n 'd confounded ugly dream | K |
| A Nightmare sure What Madam was it you | L |
| It cannot be My old eyes are not true | L |
| Red Crag my Spectacles Now let me see | B |
| Good Heavens Lady how the gemini | M |
| Did you get here O I shall split my sides | N |
| I shall earthquake | O |
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| Mrs C | B |
| Sweet Nevis do not quake for though I love | P |
| You r honest Countenance all things above | P |
| Truly I should not like to be convey'd | C |
| So far into your Bosom gentle Maid | C |
| Loves not too rough a treatment gentle Sir | Q |
| Pray thee be calm and do not quake nor stir | Q |
| No not a Stone or I shall go in fits | R |
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| Ben Nevis | G |
| I must I shall I meet not such tid bits | R |
| I meet not such sweet creatures every day | C |
| By my old night cap night cap night and day | C |
| I must have one sweet Buss I must and shall | D |
| Red Crag What Madam can you then repent | C |
| Of all the toil and vigour you have spent | C |
| To see Ben Nevis and to touch his nose | S |
| Red Crag I say O I must have them close | T |
| Red Crag there lies beneath my farthest toe | C |
| A vein of Sulphur go dear Red Crag go | C |
| And rub your flinty back against it budge | U |
| Dear Madam I must kiss you faith I must | C |
| I must Embrace you with my dearest gust | C |
| Block head d'ye hear Block head I'll make her feel | D |
| There lies beneath my east leg's northern heel | D |
| A cave of young earth dragons well my boy | V |
| Go thither quick and so complete my joy | V |
| Take you a bundle of the largest pines | W |
| And when the sun on fiercest Phosphor shines | W |
| Fire them and ram them in the Dragon's nest | C |
| Then will the dragons fry and fizz their best | C |
| Until ten thousand now no bigger than | A |
| Poor Al l igators poor things of one span | A |
| Will each one swell to twice ten times the size | X |
| Of northern whale then for the tender prize | X |
| The moment then for then will Red Crag rub | Y |
| His flinty back and I shall kiss and snub | Y |
| And press my dainty morsel to my breast | C |
| Block head make haste | C |
| O Muses weep the rest | C |
| The Lady fainted and he thought her dead | C |
| So pulled the clouds again about his head | C |
| And went to sleep again soon she was rous'd | C |
| By her affrighted servants next day hous'd | C |
| Safe on the lowly ground she bless'd her fate | C |
| That fainting fit was not delayed too late | C |
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| But what surprises me above all is how this Lady got down again | Z |
John Keats
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