A Code Of Morals Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDE FFGG HHII JJ I KKLI DDMM KKII NKNI| Now Jones had left his new wed bride to keep his house in order | A |
| And hied away to the Hurrum Hills above the Afghan border | A |
| To sit on a rock with a heliograph but ere he left he taught | B |
| His wife the working of the Code that sets the miles at naught | B |
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| And Love had made him very sage as Nature made her fair | C |
| So Cupid and Apollo linked per heliograph the pair | C |
| At dawn across the Hurrum Hills he flashed her counsel wise | D |
| At e'en the dying sunset bore her busband's homilies | E |
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| He warned her 'gainst seductive youths in scarlet clad and gold | F |
| As much as 'gainst the blandishments paternal of the old | F |
| But kept his gravest warnings for hereby the ditty hangs | G |
| That snowy haired Lothario Lieutenant General Bangs | G |
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| 'Twas General Bangs with Aide and Staff who tittupped on the way | H |
| When they beheld a heliograph tempestuously at play | H |
| They thought of Border risings and of stations sacked and burnt | I |
| So stopped to take the message down and this is whay they learnt | I |
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| quot Dash dot dot dot dot dash dot dash dot quot twice The General swore | J |
| quot Was ever General Officer addressed as 'dear' before | J |
| quot 'My Love ' i' faith 'My Duck ' Gadzooks 'My darling popsy wop ' | - |
| quot Spirit of great Lord Wolseley who is on that mountaintop quot | I |
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| The artless Aide de camp was mute the gilded Staff were still | K |
| As dumb with pent up mirth they booked that message from the hill | K |
| For clear as summer lightning flare the husband's warning ran | L |
| quot Don't dance or ride with General Bangs a most immoral man quot | I |
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| At dawn across the Hurrum Hills he flashed her counsel wise | D |
| But howsoever Love be blind the world at large hath eyes | D |
| With damnatory dot and dash he heliographed his wife | M |
| Some interesting details of the General's private life | M |
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| The artless Aide de camp was mute the shining Staff were still | K |
| And red and ever redder grew the General's shaven gill | K |
| And this is what he said at last his feelings matter not | I |
| quot I think we've tapped a private line Hi Threes about there Trot quot | I |
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| All honour unto Bangs for ne'er did Jones thereafter know | N |
| By word or act official who read off that helio | K |
| But the tale is on the Frontier and from Michni to Mooltan | N |
| They know the worthy General as quot that most immoral man quot | I |
Rudyard Kipling
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