An Expostulation To Lord King Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEDF GHGH GIGJ KLKL MNMN GGGG OPQR SHST UVHV| How can you my Lord thus delight to torment all | A |
| The Peers of realm about cheapening their corn | B |
| When you know if one hasn't a very high rental | C |
| 'Tis hardly worth while being very high born | B |
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| Why bore them so rudely each night of your life | D |
| On a question my Lord there's so much to abhor in | E |
| A question like asking one How is your wife | D |
| At once so confounded domestic and foreign | F |
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| As to weavers no matter how poorly they feast | G |
| But Peers and such animals fed up for show | H |
| Like the well physick'd elephant lately deceas'd | G |
| Take wonderful quantum of cramming you know | H |
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| You might see my dear Baron how bor'd and distrest | G |
| Were their high noble hearts by your merciless tale | I |
| When the force of the agony wrung even a jest | G |
| From the frugal Scotch wit of my Lord L d d le | J |
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| Bright Peer to whom Nature and Berwickshire gave | K |
| A humour endow'd with effects so provoking | L |
| That when the whole House looks unusually grave | K |
| You may always conclude that Lord L d d le's joking | L |
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| And then those unfortunate weavers of Perth | M |
| Not to know the vast difference Providence dooms | N |
| Between weavers of Perth and Peers of high birth | M |
| 'Twixt those who have heir looms and those who've but looms | N |
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| To talk now of starving as great Ath l said | G |
| and nobles all cheer'd and the bishops all wonder'd | G |
| When some years ago he and others had fed | G |
| Of these same hungry devils about fifteen hundred | G |
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| It follows from hence and the Duke's very words | O |
| Should be publish'd wherever poor rogues of this craft are | P |
| That weavers once rescued from starving by Lords | Q |
| Are bound to be starved by said Lords ever after | R |
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| When Rome was uproarious her knowing patricians | S |
| Made Bread and the Circus a cure for each row | H |
| But not so the plan of our noble physicians | S |
| No Bread and the Tread mill 's the regimen now | T |
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| So cease my dear Baron of Ockham your prose | U |
| As I shall my poetry neither convinces | V |
| And all we have spoken and written but show | H |
| When you tread on a nobleman's corn how he winces | V |
Thomas Moore
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