Taking Orders Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEEFFGGHHIIJKLLMM NNOOPPBBQQRRFFSTUVWX YYZZ A2A2B2B2ZZC2C2 XWC2C2C2| A TALE FOUNDED ON FACT | A |
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| A parson once and poorer he | B |
| Than ever parson ought to be | B |
| Yet not so proud as some from College | C |
| Who fancy they alone have knowledge | D |
| Who only learn to dress and drink | E |
| And strange to say still seem to think | E |
| That no real talent's to be found | F |
| Except within their classic ground | F |
| Yet prove that Cam's nor Oxon's plains | G |
| Can't furnish empty skulls with brains | G |
| But for my tale Our churchman came | H |
| And in religion's honour'd name | H |
| Sought Cam's delightful classic borders | I |
| To be prefer'd to Holy Orders | I |
| Chance led him to the Trav'llers' Inn | J |
| Where living's cheap and often whim | K |
| Enlivens many a weary soul | L |
| And helps in the o'erflowing bowl | L |
| In spite of fogs and threatening weather | M |
| To drown both grief and gloom together | M |
| Oh Wit thou'rt like a little blue | N |
| Soft cloud in summer breaking through | N |
| A frowning one and lighting it | O |
| Till darkness fadeth bit by bit | O |
| And Whim to thee is near allied | P |
| And follows closely at thy side | P |
| So oft oh Wit I'm told that she | B |
| By some folks is mista'en for thee | B |
| Yet I may say unto my eyes | Q |
| Just whereabouts the difference lies | Q |
| One's diamond quite and to my taste | R |
| The other is but Dovey's Paste | R |
| He there a ready welcome found | F |
| From one who travell'd England round | F |
| Sir your obedient quite alone | S |
| I'm truly happy you are come | T |
| Pray sir be seated business dull | U |
| Or else this room had now been full | V |
| Orders and cash are strangers here | W |
| And every thing looks dev'lish queer | X |
| Bad times these sir sad lack of wealth | Y |
| Must hope for better Sir your health | Y |
| Then added with inquiring face | Z |
| Come to take Orders in this place | Z |
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| Yes sir I am replied the priest | A2 |
| With that intent I came at least | A2 |
| Ha ha I knew it very well | B2 |
| We business men can others tell | B2 |
| Often before I've seen your face | Z |
| Though memory can't recal the place | Z |
| Ah now I have it head of mine | C2 |
| You travel in the button line | C2 |
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| Begging your pardon sir I fear | X |
| Some error has arisen here | W |
| You have mista'en my trade divine | C2 |
| But sir the worldly loss is mine | C2 |
| I travel in a much worse line | C2 |
Thomas Gent
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