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Ode To Captain Paery Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'By the North Pole I do challenge thee '	A
From 'Love's Labour's Lost '	A
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Paery my man has thy brave leg	B
Yet struck its foot against the peg	B
On which the world is spun	C
Or hast thou found No Thoroughfare	D
Writ by the hand of Nature there	D
Where man has never run	C
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Hast thou yet traced the Great Unknown	E
Of channels in the Frozen Zone	E
Or held at Icy Bay	F
Hast thou still miss'd the proper track	G
For homeward Indian men that lack	G
A bracing by the way	F
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III	-
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Still hast thou wasted toil and trouble	H
On nothing but the North Sea Bubble	H
Of geographic scholar	I
Or found new ways for ships to shape	J
Instead of winding round the Cape	J
A short cut thro' the collar	I
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Hast found the way that sighs were sent to	K
The Pole tho' God knows whom they went to	K
That track reveal'd to Pope	L
Or if the Arctic waters sally	M
Or terminate in some blind alley	M
A chilly path to grope	L
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V	M
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Alas tho' Ross in love with snows	N
Has painted them couleur de rose	N
It is a dismal doom	O
As Clauclio saith to Winter thrice	P
'In regions of thick ribbed ice'	P
All bright and yet all gloom	O
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VI	-
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'Tis well for Gheber souls that sit	Q
Before the fire and worship it	Q
With pecks of Wallsend coals	P
With feet upon the fender's front	R
Roasting their corns like Mr Hunt	R
To speculate on poles	P
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VII	-
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'Tis easy for our Naval Board	S
'Tis easy for our Civic Lord	S
Of London and of ease	P
That lies in ninety feet of down	T
With fur on his nocturnal gown	T
To talk of Frozen Seas	P
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VIII	-
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'Tis fine for Monsieur Ude to sit	Q
And prate about the mundane spit	Q
And babble of Cook's track	G
He'd roast the leather off his toes	P
Ere he would trudge thro' polar snows	P
To plant a British Jack	G
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IX	P
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Oh not the proud licentious great	U
That travel on a carpet skate	U
Can value toils like thine	V
What 'tis to take a Hecla range	W
Through ice unknown to Mrs Grange	W
And alpine lumps of brine	V
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X	P
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But we that mount the Hill o' Rhyme	X
Can tell how hard it is to climb	X
The lofty slippery steep	Y
Ah there are more Snow Hills than that	Z
Which doth black Newgate like a hat	Z
Upon its forehead keep	Y
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XI	P
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Perchance thou'rt now while I am writing	A2
Feeling a bear's wet grinder biting	A2
About thy frozen spine	V
Or thou thyself art eating whale	B2
Oily and underdone and stale	B2
That haply cross'd thy line	V
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XII	P
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But I'll not dream such dreams of ill	C2
Rather will I believe thee still	C2
Safe cellar'd in the snow	D2
Reciting many a gallant story	P
Of British kings and British glory	P
To crony Esquimaux	P
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XIII	P
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Cheering that dismal game where Night	E2
Makes one slow move from black to white	E2
Thro' all the tedious year	F2
Or smitten by some fond frost fair	D
That comb'd out crystals from her hair	D
Wooing a seal skin dear	F2
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XIV	-
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So much a long communion tends	P
As Byron says to make us friends	P
With what we daily view	-
God knows the daintiest taste may come	G2
To love a nose that's like a plum	G2
In marble cold and blue	-
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To dote on hair an oily fleece	P
As tho' it hung from Helen o' Greece	P
They say that love prevails	P
Ev'n in the veriest polar land	H2
And surely she may steal thy hand	H2
That used to steal thy nails	P
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But ah ere thou art fixed to marry	P
And take a polar Mrs Parry	P
Think of a six months' gloom	O
Think of the wintry waste and hers	P
Each furnish'd with a dozen furs	P
Think of thine icy dome	I2
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Think of the children born to blubber	I
Ah me hast thou an Indian rubber	I
Inside to hold a meal	J2
For months about a stone and half	-
Of whale and part of a sea calf	-
A fillet of salt veal	J2
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XVIII	-
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Some walrus ham no trifle but	K2
A decent steak a solid cut	K2
Of seal no wafer slice	P
A reindeer's tongue and drink beside	L2
Gallons of sperm not rectified	L2
And pails of water ice	P
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XIX	P
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Oh canst thou fast and then feast thus	P
Still come away and teach to us	P
Those blessed alternations	P
To day to run our dinners fine	V
To feed on air and then to dine	V
With Civic Corporations	P
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XX	P
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To save th' Old Bailey daily shilling	A2
And then to take a half year's filling	A2
In P N 's pious Row	D2
When ask'd to Hock and haunch o' ven'son	V
Thro' something we have worn our pens on	V
For Longman and his Co	D2
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XXI	P
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O come and tell us what the Pole is	P
Whether it singular and sole is	P
Or straight or crooked bent	M2
If very thick or very thin	V
Made of what wood and if akin	V
To those there be in Kent	M2
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XXII	P
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There's Combe there's Spurzheim and there's Gall	N2
Have talk'd of poles yet after all	N2
What has the public learn'd	O2
And Hunt's account must still defer	I
He sought the poll at Westminster	I
And is not yet return'd	O2
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XXIII	P
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Alvanly asks if whist dear soul	P2
Is play'd in snow towns near the Pole	P2
And how the fur man deals	P
And Eldon doubts if it be true	-
That icy Chancellors really do	-
Exist upon the seals	P
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Barrow by well fed office grates	P
Talks of his own bechristen'd Straits	P
And longs that he were there	D
And Croker in his cabriolet	F
Sighs o'er his brown horse at his Bay	F
And pants to cross the mer	D
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O come away and set us right	E2
And haply throw a northern light	E2
On questions such as these	P
Whether when this drown'd world was lost	Q2
The surflux waves were lock'd in frost	Q2
And turned to Icy Seas	P
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Is Ursa Major white or black	G
Or do the Polar tribes attack	G
Their neighbors and what for	R2
Whether they ever play at cuffs	P
And then if they take off their muffs	P
In pugilistic war	R2
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Tells us is Winter champion there	D
As in our milder fighting air	D
Say what are Chilly loans	P
What cures they have for rheums beside	L2
And if their hearts get ossified	L2
From eating bread of bones	P
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Whether they are such dwarfs the quicker	I
To circulate the vital liquor	I
And then from head to heel	J2
How short the Methodists must choose	P
Their dumpy envoys not to lose	P
Their toes in spite of zeal	J2
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XXIX	P
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Whether 'twill soften or sublime it	Q
To preach of Hell in such a climate	K2
Whether may Wesley hope	L
To win their souls or that old function	V
Of seals with the extreme of unction	V
Bespeaks them for the Pope	L
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XXX	P
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Whether the lamps will e'er be 'learn'd'	K2
Where six months' 'midnight oil' is burn'd	K2
Or Letters must confer	I
With people that have never conn'd	K2
An A B C but live beyond	K2
The Sound of Lancaster	I
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XXXI	P
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O come away at any rate	K2
Well hast thou earn'd a downier state	K2
With all thy hardy peers	P
Good lack thou must be glad to smell dock	S2
And rub thy feet with opodeldock	S2
After such frosty years	P
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XXXII	P
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Mayhap some gentle dame at last	K2
Smit by the perils thou hast pass'd	K2
However coy before	R2
Shall bid thee now set up thy rest	K2
In that	K2
Brest Harbor	I
woman's breast	K2
And tempt the Fates no more	R2