Copy Of An Intercepted Despatch Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KBKB LMLM NHNH OPOP QRQR AQAQ HSHS ADAD TUTVUU B| FROM HIS EXCELLENCY DON STREPITOSO DIABOLO ENVOY EXTRAORDINARY TO HIS SATANIC MAJESTY | A |
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| St James's Street July | B |
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| Great Sir having just had the good luck to catch | C |
| An official young demon preparing to go | D |
| Ready booted and spurred with a black leg despatch | C |
| From the Hell here at Crockford's to our Hell below | D |
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| I write these few lines to your Highness Satanic | E |
| To say that first having obeyed your directions | F |
| And done all the mischief I could in the Panic | E |
| My next special care was to help the Elections | F |
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| Well knowing how dear were those times to thy soul | G |
| When every good Christian tormented his brother | H |
| And caused in thy realm such a saving of coal | G |
| From all coming down ready grilled by each other | H |
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| Remembering besides how it pained thee to part | I |
| With the old Penal Code that chef d'oeuvre of Law | J |
| In which tho' to own it too modest thou art | I |
| We could plainly perceive the fine touch of thy claw | J |
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| I thought as we ne'er can those good times revive | K |
| Tho' Eldon with help from your Highness would try | B |
| 'Twould still keep a taste for Hell's music alive | K |
| Could we get up a thundering No Popery cry | B |
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| That yell which when chorused by laics and clerics | L |
| So like is to ours in its spirit and tone | M |
| That I often nigh laugh myself into hysterics | L |
| To think that Religion should make it her own | M |
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| So having sent down for the original notes | N |
| Of the chorus as sung by your Majesty's choir | H |
| With a few pints of lava to gargle the throats | N |
| Of myself and some others who sing it with fire | H |
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| Thought I if the Marseillais Hymn could command | O |
| Such audience tho' yelled by a Sans culotte crew | P |
| What wonders shall we do who've men in our band | O |
| That not only wear breeches but petticoats too | P |
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| Such then were my hopes but with sorrow your Highness | Q |
| I'm forced to confess be the cause what it will | R |
| Whether fewness of voices or hoarseness or shyness | Q |
| Our Beelzebub Chorus has gone off but ill | R |
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| The truth is no placeman now knows his right key | A |
| The Treasury pitch pipe of late is so various | Q |
| And certain base voices that lookt for a fee | A |
| At the York music meeting now think it precarious | Q |
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| Even some of our Reverends might have been warmer | H |
| Tho' one or two capital roarers we've had | S |
| Doctor Wise is for instance a charming performer | H |
| And Huntingdon Maberley's yell was not bad | S |
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| Altogether however the thing was not hearty | A |
| Even Eldon allows we got on but so so | D |
| And when next we attempt a No Popery party | A |
| We must please your Highness recruit from below | D |
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| But hark the young Black leg is cracking his whip | T |
| Excuse me Great Sir there's no time to be civil | U |
| The next opportunity shan't be let slip | T |
| But till then | V |
| I'm in haste your most dutiful | U |
| DEVIL | U |
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| July | B |
Thomas Moore
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