A Verseman's Apology Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC DEDEFCGC HIHIJCKKCAlas I am only a rhymer | A |
I don't know the meaning of Art | B |
But I learned in my little school primer | A |
To love Eugene Field and Bret Harte | B |
I hailed Hoosier Ryley with pleasure | A |
To John Hay I took off my hat | C |
These fellows were right to my measure | A |
And I've never gone higher than that | C |
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The Classics Well most of them bore me | D |
The Moderns I don't understand | E |
But I keep Burns my kinsman before me | D |
And Kipling my friend is at hand | E |
They taught me my trade as I know it | F |
Yet though at their feet I have sat | C |
For God sake don't call me a poet | G |
For I've never been guilty of that | C |
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A rhyme rustler rugged and shameless | H |
A Bab Balladeer on the loose | I |
Of saccarine sonnets I'm blameless | H |
My model has been Mother Goose | I |
And I fancy my grave digger griping | J |
As he gives my last lodging a pat | C |
This guy wrote McGrew | K |
'Twas the best he could do | K |
So I'll go to my maker with that | C |
Robert William Service
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