The Custard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC| For second course last night a custard came | A |
| To th' board so hot as none could touch the same | A |
| Furze three or four times with his cheeks did blow | B |
| Upon the custard and thus cooled so | B |
| It seem'd by this time to admit the touch | C |
| But none could eat it 'cause it stunk so much | C |
Robert Herrick
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About The Custard
The Custard is a poem by Robert Herrick. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.