A Lay Of St. Gengulphus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDED EFGF FDFD GFHF FFIF JFKF L MFFF FFFF KNFN FFO FFFF E F K F PKFK QFQF RSTS FKR UFVF WX X FRFR FQFQ KFKF FFYF YFYF ZA2KB2 FC2FC2 D2FF FKFK FE2F FF2F FFG2F C2C2C2C2 FC2KC2 C2KFK FFFF FFFF FH2FI2| 'Non multo post Gengulphus in domo sua dormiens occisus est a quodam clerico qui cum uxore sua adulterare solebat Cujus corpus dum in fereto in sepulturam portaretur multi infirmi de tactu sanati sunt ' | A |
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| 'Cum hoc illius uxori referretur ab ancilla sua scilicet dominum suum quam martyrem sanctum miracula facere irridens illa et subsurrans ait 'Ita Gengulphus miracula facitat ut pulvinarium meum cantat ' c c Wolfii Memorab | B |
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| Gengulphus comes from the Holy Land | C |
| With his scrip and his bottle and sandal shoon | D |
| Full many a day has he been away | E |
| Yet his Lady deems him return'd full soon | D |
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| Full many a day has he been away | E |
| Yet scarce had he crossed ayont the sea | F |
| Ere a spruce young spark of a Learned Clerk | G |
| Had called on his Lady and stopp'd to tea | F |
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| This spruce young guest so trimly drest | F |
| Stay'd with that Lady her revels to crown | D |
| They laugh'd and they ate and they drank of the best | F |
| And they turn'd the old Castle quite upside down | D |
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| They would walk in the park that spruce young Clerk | G |
| With that frolicsome Lady so frank and free | F |
| Trying balls and plays and all manner of ways | H |
| To get rid of what French people call Ennui | F |
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| Now the festive board with viands is stored | F |
| Savoury dishes be there I ween | F |
| Rich puddings and big and a barbecued pig | I |
| And oxtail soup in a China tureen | F |
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| There's a flagon of ale as large as a pail | J |
| When cockle on hat and staff in hand | F |
| While on nought they are thinking save eating and drinking | K |
| Gengulphus walks in from the Holy Land | F |
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| 'You must be pretty deep to catch weazels asleep ' | - |
| Says the proverb that is 'take the Fair unawares ' | - |
| A maid o'er the banisters chancing to peep | L |
| Whispers 'Ma'am here's Gengulphus a coming upstairs ' | - |
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| Pig pudding and soup the electrified group | M |
| With the flagon pop under the sofa in haste | F |
| And contrive to deposit the Clerk in the closet | F |
| As the dish least of all to Gengulphus's taste | F |
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| Then oh what rapture what joy was exprest | F |
| When 'poor dear Gengulphus' at last appear'd | F |
| She kiss'd and she press'd 'the dear man' to her breast | F |
| In spite of his great long frizzly beard | F |
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| Such hugging and squeezing 'twas almost unpleasing | K |
| A smile on her lip and a tear in her eye | N |
| She was so very glad that she seem'd half mad | F |
| And did not know whether to laugh or to cry | N |
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| Then she calls up the maid and the table cloth's laid | F |
| And she sends for a pint of the best Brown Stout | F |
| On the fire too she pops some nice mutton chops | O |
| And she mixes a stiff glass of 'Cold Without ' | - |
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| Then again she began at the 'poor dear' man | F |
| She press'd him to drink and she press'd him to eat | F |
| And she brought a foot pan with hot water and bran | F |
| To comfort his 'poor dear' travel worn feet | F |
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| 'Nor night nor day since he'd been away | E |
| Had she had any rest' she 'vow'd and declared ' | - |
| She 'never could eat one morsel of meat | F |
| For thinking how 'poor dear' Gengulphus fared ' | - |
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| She 'really did think she had not slept a wink | K |
| Since he left her although he'd been absent so long ' | - |
| He here shook his head right little he said | F |
| But he thought she was 'coming it rather too strong ' | - |
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| Now his palate she tickles with the chops and the pickles | P |
| Till so great the effect of that stiff gin grog | K |
| His weaken'd body subdued by the toddy | F |
| Falls out of the chair and he lies like a log | K |
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| Then out comes the Clerk from his secret lair | Q |
| He lifts up the legs and she raises the head | F |
| And between them this most reprehensible pair | Q |
| Undress poor Gengulphus and put him to bed | F |
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| Then the bolster they place athwart his face | R |
| And his night cap into his mouth they cram | S |
| And she pinches his nose underneath the clothes | T |
| Till the 'poor dear soul' went off like a lamb | S |
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| And now they try'd the deed to hide | F |
| For a little bird whisper'd 'Perchance you may swing | K |
| Here's a corpse in the case with a sad swell'd face | R |
| And a 'Crowner's Quest' is a queer sort of thing ' | - |
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| So the Clerk and the Wife they each took a knife | U |
| And the nippers that nipp'd the loaf sugar for tea | F |
| With the edges and points they sever'd the joints | V |
| At the clavicle elbow hip ankle and knee | F |
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| Thus limb from limb they dismember'd him | W |
| So entirely that e'en when they came to his wrists | X |
| With those great sugar nippers they nipp'd off his 'flippers ' | - |
| As the Clerk very flippantly term'd his fists | X |
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| When they'd cut off his head entertaining a dread | F |
| Lest folks should remember Gengulphus's face | R |
| They determined to throw it where no one could know it | F |
| Down the well and the limbs in some different place | R |
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| But first the long beard from the chin they shear'd | F |
| And managed to stuff that sanctified hair | Q |
| With a good deal of pushing all into the cushion | F |
| That filled up the seat of a large arm chair | Q |
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| They contrived to pack up the trunk in a sack | K |
| Which they hid in an osier bed outside the town | F |
| The Clerk bearing arms legs and all on his back | K |
| As the late Mr Greenacre served Mrs Brown | F |
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| But to see now how strangely things sometimes turn out | F |
| And that in a manner the least expected | F |
| Who could surmise a man ever could rise | Y |
| Who'd been thus carbonado'd cut up and dissected | F |
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| No doubt 'twould surprise the pupils at Guy's | Y |
| I am no unbeliever no man can say that o' me | F |
| But St Thomas himself would scarce trust his own eyes | Y |
| If he saw such a thing in his School of Anatomy | F |
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| You may deal as you please with Hindoos or Chinese | Z |
| Or a Mussulman making his heathen salaam or | A2 |
| A Jew or a Turk but it's other guess work | K |
| When a man has to do with a Pilgrim or Palmer | B2 |
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| By chance the Prince Bishop a Royal Divine | F |
| Sends his cards round the neighbourhood next day and urges his | C2 |
| Wish to receive a snug party to dine | F |
| Of the resident clergy the gentry and burgesses | C2 |
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| At a quarter past five they are all alive | D2 |
| At the palace for coaches are fast rolling in | F |
| And to every guest his card had expressed | F |
| 'Half past' as the hour for 'a greasy chin ' | - |
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| Some thirty are seated and handsomely treated | F |
| With the choicest Rhine wines in his Highness's stock | K |
| When a Count of the Empire who felt himself heated | F |
| Requested some water to mix with his Hock | K |
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| The Butler who saw it sent a maid out to draw it | F |
| But scarce had she given the windlass a twirl | E2 |
| Ere Gengulphus's head from the well's bottom said | F |
| In mild accents 'Do help us out that's a good girl ' | - |
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| Only fancy her dread when she saw a great head | F |
| In her bucket with fright she was ready to drop | F2 |
| Conceive if you can how she roar'd and she ran | F |
| With the head rolling after her bawling out 'Stop ' | - |
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| She ran and she roar'd till she came to the board | F |
| Where the Prince Bishop sat with his party around | F |
| When Gengulphus's poll which continued to roll | G2 |
| At her heels on the table bounced up with a bound | F |
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| Never touching the cates or the dishes or plates | C2 |
| The decanters or glasses the sweetmeats or fruits | C2 |
| The head smiles and begs them to bring him his legs | C2 |
| As a well spoken gentleman asks for his boots | C2 |
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| Kicking open the casement to each one's amazement | F |
| Straight a right leg steps in all impediment scorns | C2 |
| And near the head stopping a left follows hopping | K |
| Behind for the left Leg was troubled with corns | C2 |
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| Next before the beholders two great brawny shoulders | C2 |
| And arms on their bent elbows dance through the throng | K |
| While two hands assist though nipped off at the wrist | F |
| The said shoulders in bearing a body along | K |
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| They march up to the head not one syllable said | F |
| For the thirty guests all stare in wonder and doubt | F |
| As the limbs in their sight arrange and unite | F |
| Till Gengulphus though dead looks as sound as a trout | F |
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| I will venture to say from that hour to this day | F |
| Ne'er did such an assembly behold such a scene | F |
| Or a table divide fifteen guests of a side | F |
| With a dead body placed in the centre between | F |
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| Yes they stared well they might at so novel a sight | F |
| No one uttered a whisper a sneeze or a hem | H2 |
| But sat all bolt upright and pale with affright | F |
| And they gazed at the dead man the dead man at th | I2 |
Richard Harris Barham
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