The Rupaiyat Of Omar Kal'vin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCB DEFD GGBG HHIH JKLK BBMB NNBN OOBO BBBB BBBB| Allowing for the difference 'twixt prose and rhymed exaggeration this ought to reproduce the sense of what Sir A told the nation sometime ago when the Government struck from our incomes two per cent | A |
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| Now the New Year reviving last Year's Debt | B |
| The Thoughtful Fisher casteth wide his Net | B |
| So I with begging Dish and ready Tongue | C |
| Assail all Men for all that I can get | B |
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| Imports indeed are gone with all their Dues | D |
| Lo Salt a Lever that I dare not use | E |
| Nor may I ask the Tillers in Bengal | F |
| Surely my Kith and Kin will not refuse | D |
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| Pay and I promise by the Dust of Spring | G |
| Retrenchment If my promises can bring | G |
| Comfort Ye have Them now a thousandfold | B |
| By Allah I will promise Anything | G |
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| Indeed indeed Retrenchment oft before | H |
| I swore but did I mean it when I swore | H |
| And then and then We wandered to the Hills | I |
| And so the Little Less became Much More | H |
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| Whether a Boileaugunge or Babylon | J |
| I know not how the wretched Thing is done | K |
| The Items of Receipt grow surely small | L |
| The Items of Expense mount one by one | K |
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| I cannot help it What have I to do | B |
| With One and Five or Four or Three or Two | B |
| Let Scribes spit Blood and Sulphur as they please | M |
| Or Statesmen call me foolish Heed not you | B |
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| Behold I promise Anything You will | N |
| Behold I greet you with an empty Till | N |
| Ah Fellow Sinners of your Charity | B |
| Seek not the Reason of the Dearth but fill | N |
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| For if I sinned and fell where lies the Gain | O |
| Of Knowledge Would it ease you of your Pain | O |
| To know the tangled Threads of Revenue | B |
| I ravel deeper in a hopeless Skein | O |
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| quot Who hath not Prudence quot what was it I said | B |
| Of Her who paints her Eyes and tires Her Head | B |
| And gibes and mocks and People in the Street | B |
| And fawns upon them for Her thriftless Bread | B |
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| Accursed is She of Eve's daughters She | B |
| Hath cast off Prudence and Her End shall be | B |
| Destruction Brethren of your Bounty | B |
| Some portion of your daily Bread to Me | B |
Rudyard Kipling
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