A Cooking Egg Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDBD BBBB EFBF EGGG EGDG EFBF GHDH B BBBB| En l'an trentiesme do mon aage | A |
| Que toutes mes hontes j'ay beues | B |
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| Pipit sate upright in her chair | C |
| Some distance from where I was sitting | D |
| Views of the Oxford Colleges | B |
| Lay on the table with the knitting | D |
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| Daguerreotypes and silhouettes | B |
| Her grandfather and great great aunts | B |
| Supported on the mantelpiece | B |
| An Invitation to the Dance | B |
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| I shall not want Honour in Heaven | E |
| For I shall meet Sir Philip Sidney | F |
| And have talk with Coriolanus | B |
| And other heroes of that kidney | F |
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| I shall not want Capital in Heaven | E |
| For I shall meet Sir Alfred Mond | G |
| We two shall lie together lapt | G |
| In a five per cent Exchequer Bond | G |
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| I shall not want Society in Heaven | E |
| Lucretia Borgia shall be my Bride | G |
| Her anecdotes will be more amusing | D |
| Than Pipit's experience could provide | G |
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| I shall not want Pipit in Heaven | E |
| Madame Blavatsky will instruct me | F |
| In the Seven Sacred Trances | B |
| Piccarda de Donati will conduct me | F |
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| But where is the penny world I bought | G |
| To eat with Pipit behind the screen | H |
| The red eyed scavengers are creeping | D |
| From Kentish Town and Golder's Green | H |
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| Where are the eagles and the trumpets | B |
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| Buried beneath some snow deep Alps | B |
| Over buttered scones and crumpets | B |
| Weeping weeping multitudes | B |
| Droop in a hundred A B C 's | B |
T. S. Eliot
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