The Manlet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBD BCBCBEBE BFBFBCBC GHGHGIGI JBJBBKBK LMLGNGN OBOBPQPQ BRBRSTS PUPUBVBV

In stature the Manlet was dwarfishA
No burly big Blunderbore heB
And he wearily gazed on the crawfishA
His Wifelet had dressed for his teaB
'Now reach me sweet Atom my gunletB
And hurl the old shoelet for luckC
Let me hie to the bank of the runletB
And shoot thee a Duck 'D
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She has reached him his minikin gunletB
She has hurled the old shoelet for luckC
She is busily baking a bunletB
To welcome him home with his DuckC
On he speeds never wasting a wordletB
Though thoughtlets cling closely as waxE
To the spot where the beautiful birdletB
So quietly quacksE
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Where the Lobsterlet lurks and the CrabletB
So slowly and sleepily crawlsF
Where the Dolphin's at home and the DabletB
Pays long ceremonious callsF
Where the Grublet is sought by the FrogletB
Where the Frog is pursued by the DuckC
Where the Ducklet is chased by the DogletB
So runs the world's luckC
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He has loaded with bullet and powderG
His footfall is noiseless as airH
But the Voices grow louder and louderG
And bellow and bluster and blareH
They bristle before him and afterG
They flutter above and belowI
Shrill shriekings of lubberly laughterG
Weird wailings of woeI
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They echo without him within himJ
They thrill through his whiskers and beardB
Like a teetotum seeming to spin himJ
With sneers never hitherto sneeredB
'Avengement ' they cry 'on our FoeletB
Let the Manikin weep for our wrongsK
Let us drench him from toplet to toeletB
With Nursery SongsK
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'He shall muse upon 'Hey Diddle Diddle '-
On the Cow that surmounted the MoonL
He shall rave of the Cat and the FiddleM
And the Dish that eloped with the SpoonL
And his soul shall be sad for the SpiderG
When Miss Muffet was sipping her wheyN
That so tenderly sat down beside herG
And scared her awayN
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'The music of Midsummer madnessO
Shall sting him with many a biteB
Till in rapture of rollicking sadnessO
He shall groan with a gloomy delightB
He shall swathe him like mists of the morningP
In platitudes luscious and limpQ
Such as deck with a deathless adorningP
The Song of the ShrimpQ
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'When the Ducklet's dark doom is decidedB
We will trundle him home in a triceR
And the banquet so plainly providedB
Shall round into rose buds and riceR
In a blaze of pragmatic inventionS
He shall wrestle with Fate and shall reignT
But he has not a friend fit to mentionS
So hit him again '-
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He has shot it the delicate darlingP
And the Voices have ceased from their strifeU
Not a whisper of sneering or snarlingP
As he carries it home to his wifeU
Then cheerily champing the bunletB
His spouse was so skilful to bakeV
He hies him once more to the runletB
To fetch her the DrakeV

Lewis Carroll



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