On The Boulevard Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GBGBHBHB IJIJKLKL MNMMBBBB OMOOKBKB PQPQRBEB STSTULVL WMWMXYXY OHOHNZNZ A2MA2MMBMB MNMNQBQB B2C2B2C2QEQE| Oh it's pleasant sitting here | A |
| Seeing all the people pass | B |
| You beside your bock of beer | C |
| I behind my demi tasse | B |
| Chatting of no matter what | D |
| You the Mummer I the Bard | E |
| Oh it's jolly is it not | F |
| Sitting on the Boulevard | E |
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| More amusing than a book | G |
| If a chap has eyes to see | B |
| For no matter where I look | G |
| Stories stories jump at me | B |
| Moving tales my pen might write | H |
| Poems plain on every face | B |
| Monologues you could recite | H |
| With inimitable grace | B |
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| Ah Imagination's power | I |
| See yon demi mondaine there | J |
| Idly toying with a flower | I |
| Smiling with a pensive air | J |
| Well her smile is but a mask | K |
| For I saw within her muff | L |
| Such a wicked little flask | K |
| Vitriol ugh the beastly stuff | L |
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| Now look back beside the bar | M |
| See yon curled and scented beau | N |
| Puffing at a fine cigar | M |
| Sale esp ce de maquereau | M |
| Well of course it's all surmise | B |
| It's for him she holds her place | B |
| When he passes she will rise | B |
| Dash the vitriol in his face | B |
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| Quick they'll carry him away | O |
| Pack him in a Red Cross car | M |
| Her they'll hurry so they say | O |
| To the cells of St Lazare | O |
| What will happen then you ask | K |
| What will all the sequel be | B |
| Ah Imagination's task | K |
| Isn't easy let me see | B |
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| She will go to jail no doubt | P |
| For a year or maybe two | Q |
| Then as soon as she gets out | P |
| Start her bawdy life anew | Q |
| He will lie within a ward | R |
| Harmless as a man can be | B |
| With his face grotesquely scarred | E |
| And his eyes that cannot see | B |
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| Then amid the city's din | S |
| He will stand against a wall | T |
| With around his neck a tin | S |
| Into which the pennies fall | T |
| She will pass I see it plain | U |
| Like a cinematograph | L |
| She will halt and turn again | V |
| Look and look and maybe laugh | L |
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| Well I'm not so sure of that | W |
| Whether she will laugh or cry | M |
| He will hold a battered hat | W |
| To the lady passing by | M |
| He will smile a cringing smile | X |
| And into his grimy hold | Y |
| With a laugh or sob the while | X |
| She will drop a piece of gold | Y |
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| Bless you lady he will say | O |
| And get grandly drunk that night | H |
| She will come and come each day | O |
| Fascinated by the sight | H |
| Then somehow he'll get to know | N |
| Maybe by some kindly friend | Z |
| Who she is and so and so | N |
| Bring my story to an end | Z |
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| How his heart will burst with hate | A2 |
| He will curse and he will cry | M |
| He will wait and wait and wait | A2 |
| Till again she passes by | M |
| Then like tiger from its lair | M |
| He will leap from out his place | B |
| Down her clutch her by the hair | M |
| Smear the vitriol on her face | B |
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| Ah Imagination rare | M |
| See he takes his hat to go | N |
| Now he's level with her chair | M |
| Now she rises up to throw | N |
| God and she has done it too | Q |
| Oh those screams those hideous screams | B |
| I imagined and it's true | Q |
| How his face will haunt my dreams | B |
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| What a sight It makes me sick | B2 |
| Seems I am to blame somehow | C2 |
| Garcon fetch a brandy quick | B2 |
| There I'm feeling better now | C2 |
| Let's collaborate we two | Q |
| You the Mummer I the Bard | E |
| Oh what ripping stuff we'll do | Q |
| Sitting on the Boulevard | E |
Robert William Service
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