The Poet In The Nursery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABAB AAAAAA CDCDCD EFGFHF IJKJKJ

The youngest poet down the shelves was fumblingA
In a dim library just behind the chairB
From which the ancient poet was mum mumblingA
A song about some Lovers at a FairB
Pulling his long white beard and gently grumblingA
That rhymes were beastly things and never thereB
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And as I groped the whole time I was thinkingA
About the tragic poem I'd been writingA
An old man's life of beer and whisky drinkingA
His years of kidnapping and wicked fightingA
And how at last into a fever sinkingA
Remorsefully he died his bedclothes bitingA
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But suddenly I saw the bright green coverC
Of a thin pretty book right down belowD
I snatched it up and turned the pages overC
To find it full of poetry and soD
Put it down my neck with quick hands like a loverC
And turned to watch if the old man saw it goD
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The book was full of funny muddling mazesE
Each rounded off into a lovely songF
And most extraordinary and monstrous phrasesG
Knotted with rhymes like a slave driver's thongF
And metre twisting like a chain of daisiesH
With great big splendid words a sentence longF
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I took the book to bed with me and gloatedI
Learning the lines that seemed to sound most grandJ
So soon the pretty emerald green was coatedK
With jam and greasy marks from my hot handJ
While round the nursery for long months there floatedK
Wonderful words no one could understandJ

Robert Graves



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