On The Little House By The Churchyard Of Castlenock Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK LLMMNNCCOPQQRRCCGKST NNUUVVWWXXYYCCZZA2A2 WWB2B2C2C2| A | |
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| Whoever pleases to inquire | B |
| Why yonder steeple wants a spire | B |
| The grey old fellow Poet Joe | C |
| The philosophic cause will show | C |
| Once on a time a western blast | D |
| At least twelve inches overcast | D |
| Reckoning roof weathercock and all | E |
| Which came with a prodigious fall | E |
| And tumbling topsy turvy round | F |
| Lit with its bottom on the ground | F |
| For by the laws of gravitation | G |
| It fell into its proper station | G |
| This is the little strutting pile | H |
| You see just by the churchyard stile | H |
| The walls in tumbling gave a knock | I |
| And thus the steeple got a shock | I |
| From whence the neighbouring farmer calls | J |
| The steeple Knock the vicar Walls | J |
| The vicar once a week creeps in | K |
| Sits with his knees up to his chin | K |
| Here cons his notes and takes a whet | L |
| Till the small ragged flock is met | L |
| A traveller who by did pass | M |
| Observed the roof behind the grass | M |
| On tiptoe stood and rear'd his snout | N |
| And saw the parson creeping out | N |
| Was much surprised to see a crow | C |
| Venture to build his nest so low | C |
| A schoolboy ran unto't and thought | O |
| The crib was down the blackbird caught | P |
| A third who lost his way by night | Q |
| Was forced for safety to alight | Q |
| And stepping o'er the fabric roof | R |
| His horse had like to spoil his hoof | R |
| Warburton took it in his noddle | C |
| This building was design'd a model | C |
| Or of a pigeon house or oven | G |
| To bake one loaf or keep one dove in | K |
| Then Mrs Johnson gave her verdict | S |
| And every one was pleased that heard it | T |
| All that you make this stir about | N |
| Is but a still which wants a spout | N |
| The reverend Dr Raymond guess'd | U |
| More probably than all the rest | U |
| He said but that it wanted room | V |
| It might have been a pigmy's tomb | V |
| The doctor's family came by | W |
| And little miss began to cry | W |
| Give me that house in my own hand | X |
| Then madam bade the chariot stand | X |
| Call'd to the clerk in manner mild | Y |
| Pray reach that thing here to the child | Y |
| That thing I mean among the kale | C |
| And here's to buy a pot of ale | C |
| The clerk said to her in a heat | Z |
| What sell my master's country seat | Z |
| Where he comes every week from town | A2 |
| He would not sell it for a crown | A2 |
| Poh fellow keep not such a pother | W |
| In half an hour thou'lt make another | W |
| Says Nancy I can make for miss | B2 |
| A finer house ten times than this | B2 |
| The dean will give me willow sticks | C2 |
| And Joe my apron full of bricks | C2 |
Jonathan Swift
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