Sir Arthur Quiller-couch

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Titania Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDAEFGHIJKLMJNOPQR MMSTKUVMWJXYMNZA2MMB 2C2D2E2F2RNG2H2I2J2K 2

By Lord T nA
So bluff Sir Leolin gave the bride awayB
And when they married her the little churchC
Had seldom seen a costlier ritualD
The coach and pair alone were two pound tenA
And two pound ten apiece the wedding cakesE
Three wedding cakes A Cupid poised a topF
Of each hung shivering to the frosted lovesG
Of two fond cushats on a field of iceH
As who should say 'I see you ' Such the joyI
When English hearted Edwin swore his faithJ
With Mariana of the Moated GrangeK
For Edwin plump head waiter at The CockL
Grown sick of custom spoilt of plenitudeM
Lacking the finer wit that saithJ
'I wait They come and if I make them wait they go 'N
Fell in a jaundiced humour petulant greenO
Watched the dull clerk slow rounding to his cheeseP
Flicked a full dozen flies that flecked the paneQ
All crystal cheated of the fuller airR
Blurted a free 'Good day t'ye ' left and rightM
And shaped his gathering choler to this headM
'Custom And yet what profit of it allS
The old order changeth yielding place to newT
To me small change and this the Counter changeK
Of custom beating on the self same barU
Change out of chop Ah me the talk the tipV
The would be evening should be mourning suitM
The forged solicitude for petty wantsW
More petty still than they all these I loatheJ
Learning they lie who feign that all things comeX
To him that waiteth I have waited longY
And now I go to mate me with a brideM
Who is aweary waiting even as I 'N
But when the amorous moon of honeycombZ
Was over ere the matron flower of LoveA2
Step sister of To morrow's marmaladeM
Swooned scentless Mariana found her lordM
Did something jar the nicer feminine senseB2
With usage being all too fine and largeC2
Instinct of warmth and colour with a trickD2
Of blunting 'Mariana's' keener edgeE2
To 'Mary Ann' the same but not the sameF2
Whereat she girded tore her crisped hairR
Called him 'Sir Churl ' and ever calling 'Churl 'N
Drave him to Science then to AlcoholG2
To forge a thousand theories of the rocksH2
Then somewhat else for thousands dewy coolI2
Wherewith he sought a more Pacific isleJ2
And there found love a duskier love than hersK2

Sir Arthur Quiller-couch



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