Bishop Blougram's Apology Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCCDCEFGCA CHIJCK CLMNCOCCPQCRSTUVWIXA YQDZCC A2B2CC2 CD2E2F2G2H2I2J2CK2L2 M2N2O2P2QVQ2R2DS2 H2K2Q2T2N2YF2Q MCU2V2D2W2Q2E E2CD2X2EY2D2C T2Z2CVWC Q2S2D2A3EB3C3HCK2D3E 3F3CG3Q2CH3C CI3OE2EYQ2CJ3X2K3HCM 2L3CM3HN3Q2HCQ2O3P3C CCMQ3CQ R3Q2Q2XCC3Q2S3T3U3T Z2V3CLQ2Q2W3 MQ2X3CC Y3V3CQ2NO more wine then we'll push back chairs and talk | A |
A final glass for me though cool i' faith | B |
We ought to have our Abbey back you see | C |
It's different preaching in basilicas | C |
And doing duty in some masterpiece | C |
Like this of brother Pugin's bless his heart | D |
I doubt if they're half baked those chalk rosettes | C |
Ciphers and stucco twiddlings everywhere | E |
It's just like breathing in a lime kiln eh | F |
These hot long ceremonies of our church | G |
Cost us a little oh they pay the price | C |
You take me amply pay it Now we'll talk | A |
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So you despise me Mr Gigadibs | C |
No deprecation nay I beg you sir | H |
Beside 't is our engagement don't you know | I |
I promised if you'd watch a dinner out | J |
We'd see truth dawn together truth that peeps | C |
Over the glasses' edge when dinner's done | K |
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And body gets its sop and holds its noise | C |
And leaves soul free a little Now's the time | L |
'T is break of day You do despise me then | M |
And if I say despise me never fear | N |
I know you do not in a certain sense | C |
Not in my arm chair for example here | O |
I well imagine you respect my place | C |
Status entourage worldly circumstance | C |
Quite to its value very much indeed | P |
Are up to the protesting eyes of you | Q |
In pride at being seated here for once | C |
You'll turn it to such capital account | R |
When somebody through years and years to come | S |
Hints of the bishop names me that's enough | T |
Blougram I knew him into it you slide | U |
Dined with him once a Corpus Christi Day | V |
All alone we two he's a clever man | W |
And after dinner why the wine you know | I |
Oh there was wine and good what with the wine | X |
'Faith we began upon all sorts of talk | A |
He's no bad fellow Blougram he had seen | Y |
Something of mine he relished some review | Q |
He's quite above their humbug in his heart | D |
Half said as much indeed the thing's his trade | Z |
I warrant Blougram's sceptical at times | C |
How otherwise I liked him I confess | C |
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Che che my dear sir as we say at Rome | A2 |
Don't you protest now It's fair give and take | B2 |
You have had your turn and spoken your home truths | C |
The hand's mine now and here you follow suit | C2 |
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Thus much conceded still the first fact stays | C |
You do despise me your ideal of life | D2 |
Is not the bishop's you would not be I | E2 |
You would like better to be Goethe now | F2 |
Or Buonaparte or bless me lower still | G2 |
Count D'Orsay so you did what you preferred | H2 |
Spoke as you thought and as you cannot help | I2 |
Believed or disbelieved no matter what | J2 |
So long as on that point whate'er it was | C |
You loosed your mind were whole and sole yourself | K2 |
That my ideal never can include | L2 |
Upon that element of truth and worth | M2 |
Never be based for say they make me Pope | N2 |
They can't suppose it for our argument | O2 |
Why there I'm at my tether's end I've reached | P2 |
My height and not a height which pleases you | Q |
An unbelieving Pope won't do you say | V |
It's like those eerie stories nurses tell | Q2 |
Of how some actor on a stage played Death | R2 |
With pasteboard crown sham orb and tinselled dart | D |
And called himself the monarch of the world | S2 |
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Then going in the tire room afterward | H2 |
Because the play was done to shift himself | K2 |
Got touched upon the sleeve familiarly | Q2 |
The moment he had shut the closet door | T2 |
By Death himself Thus God might touch a Pope | N2 |
At unawares ask what his baubles mean | Y |
And whose part he presumed to play just now | F2 |
Best be yourself imperial plain and true | Q |
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So drawing comfortable breath again | M |
You weigh and find whatever more or less | C |
I boast of my ideal realized | U2 |
Is nothing in the balance when opposed | V2 |
To your ideal your grand simple life | D2 |
Of which you will not realize one jot | W2 |
I am much you are nothing you would be all | Q2 |
I would be merely much you beat me there | E |
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No friend you do not beat me hearken why | E2 |
The common problem yours mine every one's | C |
Is not to fancy what were fair in life | D2 |
Provided it could be but finding first | X2 |
What may be then find how to make it fair | E |
Up to our means a very different thing | Y2 |
No abstract intellectual plan of life | D2 |
Quite irrespective of life's plainest laws | C |
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But one a man who is man and nothing more | T2 |
May lead within a world which by your leave | Z2 |
Is Rome or London not Fool's paradise | C |
Embellish Rome idealize away | V |
Make paradise of London if you can | W |
You're welcome nay you're wise | C |
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A simile | Q2 |
We mortals cross the ocean of this world | S2 |
Each in his average cabin of a life | D2 |
The best's not big the worst yields elbow room | A3 |
Now for our six months' voyage how prepare | E |
You come on shipboard with a landsman's list | B3 |
Of things he calls convenient so they are | C3 |
An India screen is pretty furniture | H |
A piano forte is a fine resource | C |
All Balzac's novels occupy one shelf | K2 |
The new edition fifty volumes long | D3 |
And little Greek books with the funny type | E3 |
They get up well at Leipsic fill the next | F3 |
Go on slabbed marble what a bath it makes | C |
And Parma's pride the Jerome let us add | G3 |
'T were pleasant could Correggio's fleeting glow | Q2 |
Hang full in face of one where'er one roams | C |
Since he more than the others brings with him | H3 |
Italy's self the marvellous Modenese | C |
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Yet was not on your list before perhaps | C |
Alas friend here's the agent is't the name | I3 |
The captain or whoever's master here | O |
You see him screw his face up what's his cry | E2 |
Ere you set foot on shipboard Six feet square | E |
If you won't understand what six feet mean | Y |
Compute and purchase stores accordingly | Q2 |
And if in pique because he overhauls | C |
Your Jerome piano bath you come on board | J3 |
Bare why you cut a figure at the first | X2 |
While sympathetic landsmen see you off | K3 |
Not afterward when long ere half seas over | H |
You peep up from your utterly naked boards | C |
Into some snug and well appointed berth | M2 |
Like mine for instance try the cooler jug | L3 |
Put back the other but don't jog the ice | C |
And mortified you mutter Well and good | M3 |
He sits enjoying his sea furniture | H |
'T is stout and proper and there's store of it | N3 |
Though I've the better notion all agree | Q2 |
Of fitting rooms up Hang the carpenter | H |
Neat ship shape fixings and contrivances | C |
I would have brought my Jerome frame and all | Q2 |
And meantime you bring nothing never mind | O3 |
You've proved your artist nature what you don't | P3 |
You might bring so despise me as I say | C |
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Now come let's backward to the starting place | C |
See my way we're two college friends suppose | C |
Prepare together for our voyage then | M |
Each note and check the other in his work | Q3 |
Here's mine a bishop's outfit criticize | C |
What's wrong why won't you be a bishop too | Q |
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Why first you don't believe you don't and can't | R3 |
Not statedly that is and fixedly | Q2 |
And absolutely and exclusively | Q2 |
In any revelation called divine | X |
No dogmas nail your faith and what remains | C |
But say so like the honest man you are | C3 |
First therefore overhaul theology | Q2 |
Nay I too not a fool you please to think | S3 |
Must find believing every whit as hard | T3 |
And if I do not frankly say as much | U3 |
The ugly consequence is clear enough | T |
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Now wait my friend well I do not believe | Z2 |
If you'll accept no faith that is not fixed | V3 |
Absolute and exclusive as you say | C |
You're wrong I mean to prove it in due time | L |
Meanwhile I know where difficulties lie | Q2 |
I could not cannot solve nor ever shall | Q2 |
So give up hope accordingly to solve | W3 |
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To you and over the wine Our dogmas then | M |
With both of us though in unlike degree | Q2 |
Missing full credence overboard with them | X3 |
I mean to meet you on your own premise | C |
Good there go mine in company with yours | C |
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And now what are we unbelievers both | Y3 |
Calm and complete determinately fixed | V3 |
To day to morrow and for ever pray | C |
You'll | Q2 |
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Rodney: The poem should have ended, "Francesco! More wine!"
Great lines in the dis-monologue :
belief,
As unbelief before, shakes us by fits,
Confounds us like its predecessor.
My business is not to remake myself,
But make the absolute best of what God made.
Why should I try to be what now I am?
Ask him, (Shakespeare) if this life's all, who wins the game?
And be it a mad dream or God's very breath,
The fact's the same,--belief's fire, once in us,
Makes of all else mere stuff ..
To mould life as we choose it, shows our choice:
Some think, Creation's meant to show God forth:
I say it's meant to hide him all it can,
With me, faith means perpetual unbelief
My shade's so much more potent than your flesh.
Something had struck him in the "Outward-bound"
Another way than Blougram's purpose was:
[A week later]... the Bishop started for Australia. tested his first plough,
And studied his last chapter of St. John. !!!! [Hooray!]
Still, the poem should have ended, "Francesco! More Wine!"
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