Craniology Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDAAEEAAFFGG HHIIAAAAJKLLMMNN OONNPPGGAAGGAAFFAAAA AANNNNNNQRGGSSPPTUVV LLNNAAGG AAAAGGRGLLGG GGLLNNRRLLGGNNBBWWRR SS| 'Tis strange how like a very dunce | A |
| Man with his bumps upon his sconce | A |
| Has lived so long and yet no knowledge he | B |
| Has had till lately of Phrenology | C |
| A science that by simple dint of | D |
| Head combing he should find a hint of | D |
| When scratching o'er those little poll hills | A |
| The faculties throw up like mole hills | A |
| A science that in very spite | E |
| Of all his teeth ne'er came to light | E |
| For though he knew his skull had grinders | A |
| Still there turned up no organ finders | A |
| Still sages wrote and ages fled | F |
| And no man's head came in his head | F |
| Not even the pate of Erra Pater | G |
| Knew aught about its pia mater | G |
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| At last great Dr Gall bestirs him | H |
| I don't know but it might be Spurzheim | H |
| Tho' native of a dull and slow land | I |
| And makes partition of our Poll land | I |
| At our Acquisitiveness guesses | A |
| And all those necessary nesses | A |
| Indicative of human habits | A |
| All burrowing in the head like rabbits | A |
| Thus Veneration he made known | J |
| Had got a lodging at the Crown | K |
| And Music see Deville's example | L |
| A set of chambers in the Temple | L |
| That Language taught the tongues close by | M |
| And took in pupils thro' the eye | M |
| Close by his neighbor Computation | N |
| Who taught the eyebrows numeration | N |
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| The science thus to speak in fit | O |
| Terms having struggled from its nit | O |
| Was seized on by a swarm of Scotchmen | N |
| Those scientifical hotch potch men | N |
| Who have at least a penny dip | P |
| And wallop in all doctorship | P |
| Just as in making broth they smatter | G |
| By bobbing twenty things in water | G |
| These men I say made quick appliance | A |
| And close to phrenologic science | A |
| For of all learned themes whatever | G |
| That schools and colleges deliver | G |
| There's none they love so near the bodles | A |
| As analysing their own noddles | A |
| Thus in a trice each northern blockhead | F |
| Had got his fingers in his shock head | F |
| And of his bumps was babbling yet worse | A |
| Than poor Miss Capulet's dry wet nurse | A |
| Till having been sufficient rangers | A |
| Of their own heads they took to strangers' | A |
| And found in Presbyterians' polls | A |
| The things they hated in their souls | A |
| For Presbyterians hear with passion | N |
| Of organs joined with veneration | N |
| No kind there was of human pumpkin | N |
| But at its bumps it had a bumpkin | N |
| Down to the very lowest gullion | N |
| And oiliest skull of oily scullion | N |
| No great man died but this they did do | Q |
| They begged his cranium of his widow | R |
| No murderer died by law disaster | G |
| But they took off his sconce in plaster | G |
| For thereon they could show depending | S |
| The head and front of his offending | S |
| How that his philanthropic bump | P |
| Was mastered by a baser lump | P |
| For every bump these wags insist | T |
| Has its direct antagonist | U |
| Each striving stoutly to prevail | V |
| Like horses knotted tail to tail | V |
| And many a stiff and sturdy battle | L |
| Occurs between these adverse cattle | L |
| The secret cause beyond all question | N |
| Of aches ascribed to indigestion | N |
| Whereas 'tis but two knobby rivals | A |
| Tugging together like sheer devils | A |
| Till one gets mastery good or sinister | G |
| And comes in like a new prime minister | G |
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| Each bias in some master node is | A |
| What takes M'Adam where a road is | A |
| To hammer little pebbles less | A |
| His organ of Destructiveness | A |
| What makes great Joseph so encumber | G |
| Debate a lumping lump of Number | G |
| Or Malthas rail at babies so | R |
| The smallness of his Philopro | G |
| What severs man and wife a simple | L |
| Defect of the Adhesive pimple | L |
| Or makes weak women go astray | G |
| Their bumps are more in fault than they | G |
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| These facts being found and set in order | G |
| By grave M D 's beyond the Border | G |
| To make them for some months eternal | L |
| Were entered monthly in a journal | L |
| That many a northern sage still writes in | N |
| And throws his little Northern Lights in | N |
| And proves and proves about the phrenos | R |
| A great deal more than I or he knows | R |
| How Music suffers par exemple | L |
| By wearing tight hats round the temple | L |
| What ills great boxers have to fear | G |
| From blisters put behind the ear | G |
| And how a porter's Veneration | N |
| Is hurt by porter's occupation | N |
| Whether shillelaghs in reality | B |
| May deaden Individuality | B |
| Or tongs and poker be creative | W |
| Of alterations in th' Amative | W |
| If falls from scaffolds make us less | R |
| Inclined to all Constructiveness | R |
| With more such matters all applying | S |
| To heads and therefore head ifying | S |
Thomas Hood
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