Ode To Joseph Grimaldi, Senior. Poem Rhyme Scheme

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This fellow's wise enough to play the fool	A
And to do that well craves a kind of wit	B
Twelfth Night	C
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Joseph they say thou'st left the stage	D
To toddle down the hill of life	E
And taste the flannel'd ease of age	D
Apart from pantomimic strife	E
Retir'd for Young would call it so	F
The world shut out in Pleasant Row	F
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And hast thou really wash'd at last	G
From each white cheek the red half moon	H
And all thy public Clownship cast	G
To play the private Pantaloon	H
All youth all ages yet to be	I
Shall have a heavy miss of thee	I
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Thou didst not preach to make us wise	J
Thou hadst no finger in our schooling	K
Thou didst not lure us to the skies	J
Thy simple simple trade was Fooling	K
And yet Heav'n knows we could we can	L
Much better spare a better man	L
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IV	E
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Oh had it pleased the gout to take	M
The reverend Croly from the stage	D
Or Southey for our quiet's sake	M
Or Mr Fletcher Cupid's sage	D
Or damme namby pamby Poole	A
Or any other clown or fool	A
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V	E
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Go Dibdin all that bear the name	N
Go Byeway Highway man go go	F
Go Skeffy man of painted fame	N
But leave thy partner painted Joe	F
I could bear Kirby on the wane	O
Or Signor Paulo with a sprain	O
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VI	E
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Had Joseph Wilfrid Parkins made	P
His gray hairs scarce in private peace	Q
Had Waithman sought a rural shade	P
Or Cobbett ta'en a turnpike lease	Q
Or Lisle Bowles gone to Balaam Hill	R
I think I could be cheerful still	R
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Had Medwin left off to his praise	S
Dead lion kicking like a friend	T
Had long long Irving gone his ways	S
To Muse on death at Ponder's End	T
Or Lady Morgan taken leave	E
Of Letters still I might not grieve	E
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VIII	E
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But Joseph everybody's Jo	F
Is gone and grieve I will and must	U
As Hamlet did for Yorick so	F
Will I for thee though not yet dust	U
And talk as he did when he miss'd	V
The kissing crust that he had kiss'd	V
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IX	F
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Ah where is now thy rolling head	W
Thy winking reeling drunken eyes	F
As old Catullus would have said	W
Thy oven mouth that swallow'd pies	F
Enormous hunger monstrous drowth	I
Thy pockets greedy as thou mouth	I
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X	F
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Ah where thy ears so often cuff'd	X
Thy funny flapping filching hands	F
Thy partridge body always stuff'd	X
With waifs and strays and contrabands	F
Thy foot like Berkeley's Foote for why	E
'Twas often made to wipe an eye	E
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XI	F
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Ah where thy legs that witty pair	Y
For great wits jump and so did they	I
Lord how they leap'd in lamplight air	Y
Caper'd and bounc'd and strode away	I
That years should tame the legs alack	F
I've seen spring thro' an Almanack	F
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XII	F
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But bounds will have their bound the shocks	F
Of Time will cramp the nimblest toes	F
And those that frisk'd in silken clocks	F
May look to limp in fleecy hose	F
One only Champion of the ring	F
Could ever make his Winter Spring	F
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XIII	F
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And gout that owns no odds between	Z
The toe of Czar and toe of Clown	A2
Will visit but I did not mean	Z
To moralize though I am grown	B2
Thus sad Thy going seem'd to beat	C2
A muffled drum for Fun's retreat	C2
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XIV	E
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And may be 'tis no time to smother	D2
A sigh when two prime wags of London	E2
Are gone thou Joseph one the other	D2
A Joe sic transit gloria Munden	E2
A third departure some insist on	F2
Stage apoplexy threatens Liston	E2
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Nay then let Sleeping Beauty sleep	G2
With ancient Dozey to the dregs	F
Let Mother Goose wear mourning deep	G2
And put a hatchment o'er her eggs	F
Let Farley weep for Magic's man	L
Is gone his Christmas Caliban	L
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XVI	E
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Let Kemble Forbes and Willet rain	L
As tho' they walk'd behind thy bier	H2
For since thou wilt not play again	L
What matters if in heav'n or here	H2
Or in thy grave or in thy bed	W
There's Quick might just as well be dead	W
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Oh how will thy departure cloud	I2
The lamplight of the little breast	J2
The Christmas child will grieve aloud	I2
To miss his broadest friend and best	J2
Poor urchin what avails to him	K2
The cold New Monthly's Ghost of Grimm	K2
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For who like thee could ever stride	L2
Some dozen paces to the mile	M2
The motley medley coach provide	L2
Or like Joe Frankenstein compile	M2
The vegetable man complete	C2
A proper Covent Garden feat	C2
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XIX	F
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Oh who like thee could ever drink	F
Or eat swill swallow bolt and choke	F
Nod weep and hiccup sneeze and wink	F
Thy very yawn was quite a joke	F
Tho' Joseph Junior acts not ill	R
There's no Fool like the old Fool still	R
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XX	F
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Joseph farewell dear funny Joe	F
We met with mirth we part in pain	L
For many a long long year must go	F
Ere Fun can see thy like again	L
For Nature does not keep great stores	F
Of perfect Clowns that are not Boors	F