A College Career Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BCBCDDDC EFEFGGGF HGDGIIIG JKIKBBB GLG IIIL BIBIGGGI MMMMIIIG MNMNMMMN GBGBIIIB BBBBIIIB BIBIIIII

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A
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When one is young and eagerB
A bejant and a boyC
Though his moustache be meagreB
That cannot mar his joyC
When at the CompetitionD
He takes a fair positionD
And feels he has a missionD
A talent to employC
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With pride he goes each morningE
Clad in a scarlet gownF
A cap his head adorningE
Both bought of Mr BrownF
He hears the harsh bell jangleG
And enters the quadrangleG
The classic tongues to mangleG
And make the ancients frownF
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He goes not forth at evenH
He burns the midnight oilG
He feels that all his heavenD
Depends on ceaseless toilG
Across his exercisesI
A dream of many prizesI
Before his spirit risesI
And makes his raw blood boilG
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Though he be green as grass isJ
And fresh as new mown hayK
Before the first year passesI
His verdure fades awayK
His hopes now faintly glimmerB
Grow dim and ever dimmerB
And with a parting shimmerB
Melt into 'common day '-
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He cares no more for LiddellG
Or Scott and Smith and WhiteL
And Lewis Short and RiddleG
Are 'emptied of delight '-
Todhunter and ColensoI
Alas that friendships end soI
He curses in extensoI
Through morning noon and nightL
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No more with patient labourB
The midnight oil he burnsI
But unto some near neighbourB
His fair young face he turnsI
To share the harmless tattleG
Which bejants love to prattleG
As wise as infant's rattleG
Or talk of coots and hernsI
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At midnight round the cityM
He carols wild and freeM
Some sweet unmeaning dittyM
In many a changing keyM
And each succeeding verse isI
Commingled with the cursesI
Of those whose sleep dispersesI
Like sal volatileG
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He shaves and takes his toddyM
Like any fourth year manN
And clothes his growing bodyM
After another planN
Than that which once delightedM
When in the days benightedM
Like some wild thing excitedM
About the fields he ranN
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A sweet life and an idleG
He lives from year to yearB
Unknowing bit or bridleG
There are no proctors hereB
Free as the flying swallowI
Which Ida's Prince would followI
If but his bones were hollowI
Until the end draws nearB
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Then comes a Dies IraeB
When full of miseryB
And torments worse than fieryB
He crams for his degreeB
And hitherto unvexed booksI
Dry lectures abstracts text booksI
Perplexing and perplexed booksI
Make life seem vanityB
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Before admiring sisterB
And mother see he standsI
Made Artium MagisterB
With laying on of handsI
He gives his books to othersI
Perchance his younger brothersI
And free from all such bothersI
Goes out into all landsI

Robert Fuller Murray



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