A Public Dinner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB AACCDDEFGGGGHHIJFFDD AADDAAGGDDDD KKCCGGLLCCDDMMFFFFCC AAIIGGNIAAFFOODDAAII DDDDPPDDDDDDQQIIDDDD AAHHAACCCDDCCDDCCGGG GOOGGAAGGGGAAGGCCAAI IAADDDDHHGGDDCCDDGGD DDDDDDDIIHHDDPPHHHDD DDDDDDSit down and fall to said the Barmecide | A |
Arabian Nights | B |
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At seven you just nick it | A |
Give card get wine ticket | A |
Walk round through the Babel | C |
From table to table | C |
To find a hard matter | D |
Your name in a platter | D |
Your wish was to sit by | E |
Your friend Mr Whitby | F |
But stewards' assistance | G |
Has placed you at distance | G |
And thanks to arrangers | G |
You sit amongst strangers | G |
But too late for mending | H |
Twelve sticks come attending | H |
A stick of a Chairman | I |
A little dark spare man | J |
With bald shining nob | F |
'Mid committee swell mob | F |
In short a short figure | D |
You thought the Duke bigger | D |
Then silence is wanted | A |
Non Nobis is chanted | A |
Then Chairman reads letter | D |
The Duke's a regretter | D |
A promise to break it | A |
But chair he can't take it | A |
Is grieved to be from us | G |
But sends friend Sir Thomas | G |
And what is far better | D |
A cheque in the letter | D |
Hear hear and a clatter | D |
And there ends the matter | D |
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Now soups come and fish in | K |
And C brings a dish in | K |
Then rages the battle | C |
Knives clatter forks rattle | C |
Steel forks with black handles | G |
Under fifty wax candles | G |
Your soup plate is soon full | L |
You sip just a spoonful | L |
Mr Roe will be grateful | C |
To send him a plateful | C |
And then comes the waiter | D |
Must trouble for tater | D |
And then you drink wine off | M |
With somebody nine off | M |
Bucellas made handy | F |
With Cape and bad Brandy | F |
Of East India Sherry | F |
That's very hot very | F |
You help Mr Myrtle | C |
Then find your mock turtle | C |
Went off while you lingered | A |
With waiter light fingered | A |
To make up for gammon | I |
You order some salmon | I |
Which comes to your fauces | G |
With boats without sauces | G |
You then make a cut on | N |
Some lamb big as mutton | I |
And ask for some grass too | A |
But that you must pass too | A |
It served the first twenty | F |
But toast there is plenty | F |
Then while lamb gets coldish | O |
A goose that is oldish | O |
At carving not clever | D |
You're begged to dissever | D |
And when you thus treat it | A |
Find no one will eat it | A |
So hungry as glutton | I |
You turn to your mutton | I |
But no sight for laughter | D |
The soup it's gone after | D |
Mr Green then is very | D |
Disposed to take Sherry | D |
And then Mr Nappy | P |
Will feel very happy | P |
And then Mr Conner | D |
Requests the same honor | D |
Mr Clark when at leisure | D |
Will really feel pleasure | D |
Then waiter leans over | D |
To take off a cover | D |
From fowls which all beg of | Q |
A wing or a leg of | Q |
And while they all peck bone | I |
You take to a neck bone | I |
But even your hunger | D |
Declares for a younger | D |
A fresh plate you call for | D |
But vainly you bawl for | D |
Now taste disapproves it | A |
No waiter removes it | A |
Still hope newly budding | H |
Relies on a pudding | H |
But critics each minute | A |
Set fancy agin it | A |
That's queer Vermicelli | C |
I say Vizetelly | C |
There's glue in that jelly | C |
Tarts bad altogether | D |
That crust's made of leather | D |
Some custard friend Vesey | C |
No batter made easy | C |
Some cheese Mr Foster | D |
Don't like single Glo'ster | D |
Meanwhile to top table | C |
Like fox in the fable | C |
You see silver dishes | G |
With those little fishes | G |
The whitebait delicious | G |
Borne past you officious | G |
And hear rather plainish | O |
A sound that's champagnish | O |
And glimpse certain bottles | G |
Made long in the throttles | G |
And sniff very pleasant | A |
Grouse partridge and pheasant | A |
And see mounds of ices | G |
For patrons and vices | G |
Pine apple and bunches | G |
Of grapes for sweet munches | G |
And fruits of all virtue | A |
That really desert you | A |
You've nuts but not crack ones | G |
Half empty and black ones | G |
With oranges sallow | C |
They can't be called yellow | C |
Some pippins well wrinkled | A |
And plums almond sprinkled | A |
Some rout cakes and so on | I |
Then with business to go on | I |
Long speeches are stutter'd | A |
And toasts are well butter'd | A |
While dames in the gallery | D |
All dressed in fallallery | D |
Look on at the mummery | D |
And listen to flummery | D |
Hip hip and huzzaing | H |
And singing and saying | H |
Glees catches orations | G |
And lists of donations | G |
Hush a song Mr Tinney | D |
Mr Benbow one guinea | D |
Mr Frederick Manual | C |
One guinea and annual | C |
Song Jocky and Jenny | D |
Mr Markham one guinea | D |
Have you all filled your glasses | G |
Here's a health to good lasses | G |
The subscription still skinny | D |
Mr Franklin one guinea | D |
Franklin looks like a ninny | D |
Mr Boreham one guinea | D |
Mr Blogg Mr Finney | D |
Mr Tempest one guinea | D |
Mr Merrington twenty | D |
Rough music in plenty | D |
Away toddles Chairman | I |
The little dark spare man | I |
Not sorry at ending | H |
With white sticks attending | H |
And some vain Tomnoddy | D |
Votes in his own body | D |
To fill the void seat up | P |
And get on his feet up | P |
To say with voice squeaking | H |
Unaccustomed to speaking | H |
Which sends you off seeking | H |
Your hat number thirty | D |
No coach very dirty | D |
So hungry and fever'd | D |
Wet footed spoilt beaver'd | D |
Eyes aching in socket | D |
Ten pounds out of pocket | D |
To Brook Street the Upper | D |
You haste home to supper | D |
Thomas Hood
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