Ode On A Nearer Prospect Of Summer Hill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABBBBBBCCDDDEEEBBF FFGGHHIIBB HHEEEEEEHHJJ GEJ BB JJGGHHGGGKKHHGGL CCMMNNBBEEE| O Summer Hill if thou wert mine | A |
| I'd order in a pipe of wine | A |
| And ask a dozen friends to dine | A |
| In faith I would not spare the guineas | B |
| But send for Pag and other ninies | B |
| Flutes hautboys fiddles pipes and tabors | B |
| Hussars with moustaches and sabres | B |
| Quadrilles and that grand waltz of Weber's | B |
| And give a dance to all my neighbours | B |
| And here I'd sit and quaff my fill | C |
| Among the trees of Summer Hill | C |
| Then with bland eye careering slowly | D |
| O'er bush crowned ridge end valley lowly | D |
| I'd drain the cup to thee old Rowley | D |
| To thee and to thy courtly train | E |
| Once tenants of thy fair domain | E |
| Soft Stewart haughtiest Castlemaine | E |
| Pert Nelly Gwynne and Lucy Waters | B |
| Old England's fairest frailest daughters | B |
| E'en now 'midst yonder leafy glade | F |
| Methinks I see thy Royal shade | F |
| In amplitude of wig arrayed | F |
| Near thee thy rival in peruke | G |
| Stands Buckingham uproarious Duke | G |
| With Tony Hamilton and Killegrew | H |
| And Wilmot that sad rake till ill he grew | H |
| When to amend his life and turn it | I |
| He promised pious Doctor Burnet | I |
| In time let's hope to make old Nicholas | B |
| Lose all his pains and look ridiculous | B |
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| Alexander loftier far | H |
| Now culminates thy happier star | H |
| Than his of old my ancient crony | E |
| Thy namesake erst of Macedony | E |
| Unrivalled save perhaps by Boney | E |
| Oh happier far in thy degree | E |
| Art thou although a conqueror he | E |
| While thou art but an ex M P | E |
| Yea far more blessed my Alexander | H |
| Art thou than that deceas'd commander | H |
| Much though his name be honour'd Fate | J |
| Making thee Lord of this estate | J |
| Dubbed thee in verity 'The Great ' | - |
| Thou ne'er wert led through wanton revelling | G |
| These sylvan scenes to play the devil in | E |
| In these sweet shades so praised by Grammont | J |
| Thou didst not call thyself 'Young Ammon ' | - |
| And I for one wouldst thou invite us | B |
| Would never fear the fate of Clytus | B |
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| No lady of too easy virtue | J |
| E'er made you think enough to hurt you | J |
| And then with recklessness amazing | G |
| Bade you set house and all a blazing | G |
| 'Tis hard to say which works the quicker | H |
| To make folks blockheads love or liquor | H |
| But oh it is an awful thing | G |
| When both combine to make a king | G |
| Descend to play the part of Swing | G |
| Another world thou dost not sigh | K |
| To conquer much less pipe thine eye | K |
| I dare be sworn no Alexander | H |
| Thou art not half as great a gander | H |
| This is thy globe here toujours gai | G |
| Thy motto still though well a day | G |
| Sarum be popp'd in schedule A | L |
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| O Summer Summer Summer Hill | C |
| Fain would I gaze and linger still | C |
| But see the moon her silver lamp | M |
| Uprears the grass is getting damp | M |
| And hark the curfew's parting knell | N |
| Is toll'd by Doctor Knox's bell | N |
| I go to join my wife and daughters | B |
| Drinking these nasty flavoured waters | B |
| O Summer Hill I must repine | E |
| Thou art not never will be mine | E |
| I have not even got the wine | E |
Richard Harris Barham
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