The Dorchester Giant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAB CDEED BEFFE GHIIH JCJJC KLCCL MNOPN QRJJR STUUT CVWWV KXYYXTHERE was a giant in time of old | A |
A mighty one was he | B |
He had a wife but she was a scold | A |
So he kept her shut in his mammoth fold | A |
And he had children three | B |
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It happened to be an election day | C |
And the giants were choosing a king | D |
The people were not democrats then | E |
They did not talk of the rights of men | E |
And all that sort of thing | D |
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Then the giant took his children three | B |
And fastened them in the pen | E |
The children roared quoth the giant Be still | F |
And Dorchester Heights and Milton Hill | F |
Rolled back the sound again | E |
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Then he brought them a pudding stuffed with plums | G |
As big as the State House dome | H |
Quoth he There's something for you to eat | I |
So stop your mouths with your 'lection treat | I |
And wait till your dad comes home | H |
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So the giant pulled him a chestnut stout | J |
And whittled the boughs away | C |
The boys and their mother set up a shout | J |
Said he You're in and you can't get out | J |
Bellow as loud as you may | C |
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Off he went and he growled a tune | K |
As he strode the fields along | L |
'Tis said a buffalo fainted away | C |
And fell as cold as a lump of clay | C |
When he heard the giant's song | L |
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But whether the story's true or not | M |
It isn't for me to show | N |
There's many a thing that's twice as queer | O |
In somebody's lectures that we hear | P |
And those are true you know | N |
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What are those lone ones doing now | Q |
The wife and the children sad | R |
Oh they are in a terrible rout | J |
Screaming and throwing their pudding about | J |
Acting as they were mad | R |
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They flung it over to Roxbury hills | S |
They flung it over the plain | T |
And all over Milton and Dorchester too | U |
Great lumps of pudding the giants threw | U |
They tumbled as thick as rain | T |
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Giant and mammoth have passed away | C |
For ages have floated by | V |
The suet is hard as a marrow bone | W |
And every plum is turned to a stone | W |
But there the puddings lie | V |
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And if some pleasant afternoon | K |
You'll ask me out to ride | X |
The whole of the story I will tell | Y |
And you shall see where the puddings fell | Y |
And pay for the punch beside | X |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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