Public Waste Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBAA DADA AEAE FGFA HIHA AJAJ KAKA LMLM

Walpole talks of quot a man and his price quotA
List to a ditty queerB
The sale of a Deputy Acting ViceC
Resident EngineerB
Boug ht like a bullock hoof and hideA
By the Little Tin Gods on the Mountain SideA
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By the Laws of the Family Circle 'tis written in letters of brassD
That only a Colonel from Chatham can manage the Railways of StateA
Because of the gold on his breeks and the subjects wherein he must passD
Because in all matters that deal not with Railways his knowledge is greatA
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Now Exeter Battleby Tring had laboured from boyhood to eldA
On the Lines of the East and the West and eke of the North and SouthE
Many Lines had he built and surveyed important the posts which he heldA
And the Lords of the Iron Horse were dumb when he opened his mouthE
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Black as the raven his garb and his heresies jettier stillF
Hinting that Railways required lifetimes of study and knowledgeG
Never clanked sword by his side Vauban he knew not nor drillF
Nor was his name on the list of the men who had passed through the quot College quotA
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Wherefore the Little Tin Gods harried their little tin soulsH
Seeing he came not from Chatham jingled no spurs at his heelsI
Knowing that nevertheless was he first on the Government rollsH
For the billet of quot Railway Instructor to Little Tin Gods on Wheels quotA
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Letters not seldom they wrote him quot having the honour to state quotA
It would be better for all men if he were laid on the shelfJ
Much would accrue to his bank book an he consented to waitA
Until the Little Tin Gods built him a berth for himselfJ
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quot Special well paid and exempt from the Law of the Fifty and FiveK
Even to Ninety and Nine quot these were the terms of the pactA
Thus did the Little Tin Gods lon may Their Highnesses thriveK
Silence his mouth with rupees keeping their Circle intactA
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Appointing a Colonel from Chatham who managed the Bhamo State LineL
The wich was on mile and one furlong a guaranteed twenty inch gaugeM
So Exeter Battleby Tring consented his claims to resignL
And died on four thousand a month in the ninetieth year of his ageM

Rudyard Kipling



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