Shop Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABB CDEFF GBGBB HIHII JBJBB BKBKK LMLMM NOPOO BBBBB QBQBB RSRS TUTUU VBVBB WXWXX YZYZZ A2BA2BB B2C2B2B2B2 D2BD2BB E2B2E2B2B2 BE2BE2E2 F2BF2BB B2G2B2G2G2

So friend your shop was all your houseA
Its front astonishing the streetB
Invited view from man and mouseA
To what diversity of treatB
Behind its glass the single sheetB
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What gimcracks genuine JapaneseC
Gape jaw and goggle eye the frogD
Dragons owls monkeys beetles geeseE
Some crush nosed human hearted dogF
Queer names too such a catalogueF
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I thought And he who owns the wealthG
Which blocks the window's vastitudeB
Ah could I peep at him by stealthG
Behind his ware pass shop intrudeB
On house itself what scenes were viewedB
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If wide and showy thus the shopH
What must the habitation proveI
The true house with no name a topH
The mansion distant one removeI
Once get him off his traffic grooveI
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Pictures he likes or books perhapsJ
And as for buying most and bestB
Commend me to these city chapsJ
Or else he's social takes his restB
On Sundays with a Lord for guestB
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Some suburb palace parked aboutB
And gated grandly built last yearK
The four mile walk to keep off goutB
Or big seat sold by bankrupt peerK
But then he takes the rail that's clearK
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Or stop I wager taste selectsL
Some out o' the way some all unknownM
Retreat the neighborhood suspectsL
Little that he who rambles loneM
Makes Rothschild tremble on his throneM
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Nowise Nor Mayfair residenceN
Fit to receive and entertainO
Nor Hampstead villa's kind defenceP
From noise and crowd from dust and drainO
Nor country box was soul's domainO
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Nowise At back of all that spreadB
Of merchandise woe's me I findB
A hole i' the wall where heels by headB
The owner couched his ware behindB
In cupboard suited to his mindB
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For why He saw no use of lifeQ
But while he drove a roaring tradeB
To chuckle Customers are rifeQ
To chafe So much hard cash outlaidB
Yet zero in my profits madeB
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This novelty costs pains but takesR
Cumbers my counter Stock no moreS
This article no such great shakesR
Fizzes like wildfire UnderscoreS
The cheap thing thousands to the fore '-
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'Twas lodging best to live most nighT
Cramp coffinlike as crib might beU
Receipt of Custom ear and eyeT
Wanted no outworld Hear and seeU
The bustle in the shop quoth heU
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My fancy of a merchant princeV
Was different Through his wares we gropedB
Our darkling way to not to minceV
The matter no black den where mopedB
The master if we interlopedB
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Shop was shop only household stuffW
What did he want with comforts thereX
Walls ceiling floor stay blank and roughW
So goods on sale show rich and rareX
'Sell and scud home ' be shop's affairX
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What might he deal in Gems supposeY
Since somehow business must be doneZ
At cost of trouble see he throwsY
You choice of jewels every oneZ
Good better best star moon and sunZ
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Which lies within your power of purseA2
This ruby that would tip arightB
Solomon's sceptre Oh your nurseA2
Wants simply coral the delightB
Of teething baby stuff to biteB
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Howe'er your choice fell straight you tookB2
Your purchase prompt your money rangC2
On counter scarce the man forsookB2
His study of the Times just swangB2
Till ward his hand that stopped the clangB2
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Then off made buyer with a prizeD2
Then seller to his Times returnedB
And so did day wear wear till eyesD2
Brightened apace for rest was earnedB
He locked door long ere candle burnedB
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And whither went he Ask himselfE2
Not me To change of scene I thinkB2
Once sold the ware and pursed the pelfE2
Chaffer was scarce his meat and drinkB2
Nor all his music money chinkB2
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Because a man has shop to mindB
In time and place since flesh must liveE2
Needs spirit lack all life behindB
All stray thoughts fancies fugitiveE2
All loves except what trade can giveE2
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I want to know a butcher paintsF2
A baker rhymes for his pursuitB
Candlestick maker much acquaintsF2
His soul with song or haply muteB
Blows out his brains upon the fluteB
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But shop each day and all day longB2
Friend your good angel slept your starG2
Suffered eclipse fate did you wrongB2
From where these sorts of treasures areG2
There should our hearts be Christ how farG2

Robert Browning



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