The Gadfly Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBC DEDE FDFD GHII JKLK MNMN OPQR SISI TUTU FVFV CWCW VWVW CXCX UCYC| A | |
| All gentle folks who owe a grudge | B |
| To any living thing | C |
| Open your ears and stay your t r udge | B |
| Whilst I in dudgeon sing | C |
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| The Gadfly he hath stung me sore | D |
| O may he ne'er sting you | E |
| But we have many a horrid bore | D |
| He may sting black and blue | E |
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| Has any here an old grey Mare | F |
| With three legs all her store | D |
| O put it to her Buttocks bare | F |
| And straight she'll run on four | D |
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| Has any here a Lawyer suit | G |
| Of | H |
| Take Lawyer's nose and put it to't | I |
| And you the end will see | I |
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| Is there a Man in Parliament | J |
| Dum b founder'd in his speech | K |
| O let his neighbour make a rent | L |
| And put one in his breech | K |
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| O Lowther how much better thou | M |
| Hadst figur'd t'other day | N |
| When to the folks thou mad'st a bow | M |
| And hadst no more to say | N |
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| If lucky Gadfly had but ta'en | O |
| His seat | P |
| And put thee to a little pain | Q |
| To save thee from a worse | R |
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| Better than Southey it had been | S |
| Better than Mr D | I |
| Better than Wordsworth too I ween | S |
| Better than Mr V | I |
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| Forgive me pray good people all | T |
| For deviating so | U |
| In spirit sure I had a call | T |
| And now I on will go | U |
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| Has any here a daughter fair | F |
| Too fond of reading novels | V |
| Too apt to fall in love with care | F |
| And charming Mister Lovels | V |
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| O put a Gadfly to that thing | C |
| She keeps so white and pert | W |
| I mean the finger for the ring | C |
| And it will breed a wort | W |
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| Has any here a pious spouse | V |
| Who seven times a day | W |
| Scolds as King David pray'd to chouse | V |
| And have her holy way | W |
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| O let a Gadfly's little sting | C |
| Persuade her sacred tongue | X |
| That noises are a common thing | C |
| But that her bell has rung | X |
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| And as this is the summon bo | U |
| num of all conquering | C |
| I leave 'withouten wordes mo' | Y |
| The Gadfly's little sting | C |
John Keats
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