To My Friends And Critics Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDCEC FGFGHCFC FCICFFDF DJCJFFKF LCMCNOPO DQFQRSFS| Come all you friends and critics | A |
| And listen to my song | B |
| A word I will say to you | C |
| It will not take me long | B |
| The people talks about me | D |
| They've nothing else to do | C |
| But to criticise their neighbors | E |
| And they have me now in view | C |
| - | |
| Perhaps they talk for meanness | F |
| And perhaps it is in jest | G |
| If they leave out their freeness | F |
| It would suit me now the best | G |
| To keep the good old maxim | H |
| I find it hard to do | C |
| That is to do to others | F |
| As you wish them do to you | C |
| - | |
| Perhaps you've read the papers | F |
| Containing my interview | C |
| I hope you kind good people | I |
| Will not believe it true | C |
| Some Editors of the papers | F |
| They thought it would be wise | F |
| To write a column about me | D |
| So they filled it up with lies | F |
| - | |
| The papers have ridiculed me | D |
| A year and a half or more | J |
| Such slander as the interview | C |
| I never read before | J |
| Some reporters and editors | F |
| Are versed in telling lies | F |
| Others it seems are willing | K |
| To let industry rise | F |
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| The people of good judgment | L |
| Will read the papers through | C |
| And not rely on its truth | M |
| Without a candid view | C |
| My first attempt at literature | N |
| Is the Sweet Singer by name | O |
| I wrote that book without a thought | P |
| Of the future or of fame | O |
| - | |
| Dear Friends I write for money | D |
| With a kind heart and hand | Q |
| I wish to make no Enemies | F |
| Throughout my native land | Q |
| Kind friends now I close my rhyme | R |
| And lay my pen aside | S |
| Between me and my critics | F |
| I leave you to decide | S |
Julia Ann Moore
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