Sir Hornbook Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG ACAC HIHI JDKKKD LMLL NONO A GPQR STST LULU PVPV WXYX ZXZXZX LXLX ZLZZL A GXQX HXHHX HA2HA2 LLLL A XXXX B2RC2R XD2XD2 RZRZ E2RE2R XXXX XF2XF2 ZRZR LLLL LRLR RARA ZLZL R XZXZ LXLXLX LXLX XRXR XB2XB2 G2XG2X ZLZL ZLZL A XXXX RH2RH2 I2ZI2Z J2ZK2Z UXUX XF2XXXF2 ZF2ZF2 LD2LD2 F2XF2X ZF2ZF2 XXXX XRXR ALAL XRXR XLXL A AF2AF2 XL2XL2 F2XF2XF2X F2| I | A |
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| O'er bush and briar Childe Launcelot sprung | B |
| With ardent hopes elate | C |
| And loudly blew the horn that hung | B |
| Before Sir Hornbook's gate | C |
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| The inner portals opened wide | D |
| And forward strode the chief | E |
| Arrayed in paper helmet's pride | D |
| And arms of golden leaf | E |
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| What means he cried This daring noise | F |
| That wakes the summer day | G |
| I hate all idle truant boys | F |
| Away Sir Childe away | G |
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| No idle truant boy am I | A |
| Childe Launcelot answered straight | C |
| Resolved to climb this hill so high | A |
| I seek thy castle gate | C |
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| Behold the talisman I bear | H |
| And aid my bold design | I |
| Sir Hornbook gazed and written there | H |
| Knew Emulation's sign | I |
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| If Emulation sent thee here | J |
| Sir Hornbook quick replied | D |
| My merrymen all shall soon appear | K |
| To aid thy cause with shield and spear | K |
| And I will head thy bold career | K |
| And prove thy faithful guide | D |
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| Loud rung the chains the drawbridge fell | L |
| The gates asunder flew | M |
| The knight thrice beat the portal bell | L |
| And thrice he call'd Halloo | L |
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| And out and out in hasty rout | N |
| By ones twos threes and fours | O |
| His merrymen rush'd the walls without | N |
| And stood before the doors | O |
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| II | A |
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| Full six and twenty men were they | G |
| In line of battle spread | P |
| The first that came was mighty A | Q |
| The last was little Z | R |
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| Six Vocal men Sir Hornbook had | S |
| Four Double men to boot | T |
| And four were Liquids soft and sad | S |
| And all the rest were Mute | T |
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| He called his Corporal Syllable | L |
| To range the scatter'd throng | U |
| And Captain Word dispos'd them well | L |
| In bands compact and strong | U |
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| Now mark Sir Childe Sir Hornbook said | P |
| These well compacted powers | V |
| Shall lead thy vent'rous steps to tread | P |
| Through all the Muses' bowers | V |
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| If rightly thou thyself address | W |
| To use their proffer'd aid | X |
| Still unallur'd by idleness | Y |
| By labor undismay'd | X |
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| For many troubles intervene | Z |
| And perils widely spread | X |
| Around the groves of evergreen | Z |
| That crown this mountain's head | X |
| But rich reward he finds I ween | Z |
| Who through them all has sped | X |
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| Childe Launcelot felt his bosom glow | L |
| At thought of noble deed | X |
| Resolved through every path to go | L |
| Where that bold knight should lead | X |
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| Sir Hornbook wound his bugle horn | Z |
| Full long and loud and shrill | L |
| His merrymen all for conquest born | Z |
| With armour glittering to the morn | Z |
| Went marching up the hill | L |
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| III | A |
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| What men are you beside the way | G |
| The bold Sir Hornbook cried | X |
| My name is The my brother's A | Q |
| Sir Article replied | X |
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| My brother's home is any where | H |
| At large and undefin'd | X |
| But I a preference ever bear | H |
| For one fix'd spot and settle there | H |
| Which speaks my constant mind | X |
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| What ho Childe Launcelot seize them there | H |
| And look you have them sure | A2 |
| Sir Hornbook cried my men shall bear | H |
| Your captives off secure | A2 |
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| The twain were seized Sir Hornbook blew | L |
| His bugle loud and shrill | L |
| His merrymen all so stout and true | L |
| Went marching up the hill | L |
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| IV | A |
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| And now a wider space they gained | X |
| A steeper harder ground | X |
| Where by one ample wall contained | X |
| All earthly things they found | X |
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| All beings rich poor weak or wise | B2 |
| Were there full strange to see | R |
| And attributes and qualities | C2 |
| Of high and low degree | R |
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| Before the circle stood a knight | X |
| Sir Substantive his name | D2 |
| With Adjective his lady bright | X |
| Who seemed a portly dame | D2 |
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| Yet only seemed for whenso'er | R |
| She strove to stand alone | Z |
| She proved no more than smoke and air | R |
| Who looked like flesh and bone | Z |
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| And therefore to her husband's arm | E2 |
| She clung for evermore | R |
| And lent him many a grace and charm | E2 |
| He had not known before | R |
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| Yet these the knight felt well advised | X |
| He might have done without | X |
| For lightly foreign help he prized | X |
| He was so staunch and stout | X |
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| Five sons had they their dear delight | X |
| Of different forms and faces | F2 |
| And two of them were Numbers bright | X |
| And three they christened Cases | F2 |
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| Now loudly rung Sir Hornbook's horn | Z |
| Childe Launcelot poised his spear | R |
| And on they rushed to conquest borne | Z |
| In swift and full career | R |
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| Sir Substantive kicked down the wall | L |
| It fell with furious rattle | L |
| And earthly things and beings all | L |
| Rushed forth to join the battle | L |
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| But earthly things and beings all | L |
| Through mixed in boundless plenty | R |
| Must one by one dissolving fall | L |
| To Hornbook's six and twenty | R |
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| Childe Launcelot won the arduous fray | R |
| And when they ceased from strife | A |
| Led stout Sir Substantive away | R |
| His children and his wife | A |
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| Sir Hornbook wound his horn again | Z |
| Full long and loud and shrill | L |
| His merrymen all a warlike train | Z |
| Went marching up the hill | L |
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| V | R |
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| Now when Sir Pronoun look'd abroad | X |
| And spied the coming train | Z |
| He left his fort beside the road | X |
| And ran with might and main | Z |
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| Two cloth yard shafts from I and U | L |
| Went forth with whizzing sound | X |
| Like lightning sped the arrows true | L |
| Sir Pronoun pressed the ground | X |
| But darts of science ever flew | L |
| To conquer not to wound | X |
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| His fear was great his hurt was small | L |
| Childe Launcelot took his hand | X |
| Sir Knight said he though doomed to fall | L |
| Before my conquering band | X |
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| Yet knightly treatment shall you find | X |
| On faith of cavalier | R |
| Then join Sir Substantive behind | X |
| And follow our career | R |
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| Sir Substantive that man of might | X |
| Felt knightly anger rise | B2 |
| For he had marked Sir Pronoun's flight | X |
| With no approving eyes | B2 |
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| Great Substantive my sovereign liege | G2 |
| Thus sad Sir Pronoun cried | X |
| When you had fallen in furious siege | G2 |
| Could I the shock abide | X |
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| That all resistance would be vain | Z |
| Too well alas I knew | L |
| For what could I when you were ta'en | Z |
| Your poor lieutenant do | L |
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| Then louder rung Sir Hornbook's horn | Z |
| In signals long and shrill | L |
| His merrymen all for conquest born | Z |
| Went marching up the hill | L |
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| VI | A |
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| Now steeper grew the rising ground | X |
| And rougher grew the road | X |
| As up the steep ascent they wound | X |
| To bold Sir Verb's abode | X |
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| Sir Verb was old and many a year | R |
| All scenes and climates seeing | H2 |
| Had run a wild and strange career | R |
| Through every mode of being | H2 |
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| And every aspect shape and change | I2 |
| Of action and of passion | Z |
| And known to him was all the range | I2 |
| Of feeling taste and fashion | Z |
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| He was an Augur quite at home | J2 |
| In all things present done | Z |
| Deeds past and every act to come | K2 |
| In ages yet to run | Z |
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| Entrenched in intricacies strong | U |
| Ditch fort and palisado | X |
| He marked with scorn the coming throng | U |
| And breathed a bold bravado | X |
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| Ho who are you that dare invade | X |
| My turrets moats and fences | F2 |
| Soon will your vaunting courage fade | X |
| When you on the walls in lines array'd | X |
| You see me marshal undismay'd | X |
| My host of moods and tenses | F2 |
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| In vain Childe Launcelot cried in scorn | Z |
| On them is your reliance | F2 |
| Sir Hornbook wound his bugle horn | Z |
| And twange'd a loud defiance | F2 |
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| They swam the moat they scal'd the wall | L |
| Sir Verb with rage and shame | D2 |
| Beheld his valiant general fall | L |
| Infinitive by name | D2 |
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| Indicative declar'd the foes | F2 |
| Should perish by his hand | X |
| And stout Imperative arose | F2 |
| The squadron to command | X |
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| Potential and Subjunctive then | Z |
| Came forth with doubt and chance | F2 |
| All fell alike with all their men | Z |
| Before Sir Hornbook's lance | F2 |
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| Action and Passion nought could do | X |
| To save Sir Verb from fate | X |
| Whose doom poor Participle knew | X |
| He must participate | X |
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| Then Adverb who had skulk'd behind | X |
| To shun the mighty jar | R |
| Came forward and himself resign'd | X |
| A prisoner of war | R |
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| Three children of Imperative | A |
| Full strong though somewhat small | L |
| Next forward came themselves to give | A |
| To conquering Launcelot's thrall | L |
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| Conjunction press'd to join the crowd | X |
| But Preposition swore | R |
| Though Interjection sobb'd aloud | X |
| That he would go before | R |
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| Again his horn Sir Hornbook blew | X |
| Full long and loud and shrill | L |
| His merrymen all so stout and true | X |
| Went marching up the hill | L |
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| VII | A |
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| Sir Syntax dwelt in thick fir grove | A |
| All strown with scraps of flowers | F2 |
| Which he had pluck'd to please his love | A |
| Among the Muses' bowers | F2 |
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| His love was gentle Prosody | X |
| More fair than morning beam | L2 |
| Who liv'd beneath a flowering tree | X |
| Beside a falling stream | L2 |
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| And these two claim'd with high pretence | F2 |
| The whole Parnassian ground | X |
| Albeit some little difference | F2 |
| Between their taste was found | X |
| Sir Syntax he was all for sense | F2 |
| And Prosody for sound | X |
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| Yet in them both the Muses | F2 |
Thomas Love Peacock
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