Dog-day Reflections. By A Dandy Kept In Town Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FBFB GHGH IJKJ LAMA NOOO OPOP MCMC AGAG JQJQ AAAA HRHSvox clamantis in deserto | A |
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Said Malthus one day to a clown | B |
Lying stretched on the beach in the sun | C |
What's the number of souls in this town | B |
The number Lord bless you there's none | C |
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We have nothing but dabs in this place | D |
Of them a great plenty there are | E |
But the soles please your reverence and grace | D |
Are all t'other side of the bar | E |
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And so 'tis in London just now | F |
Not a soul to be seen up or down | B |
Of dabs a great glut I allow | F |
But your soles every one out of town | B |
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East or west nothing wondrous or new | G |
No courtship or scandal worth knowing | H |
Mrs B and a Mermaid or two | G |
Are the only loose fish that are going | H |
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Ah where is that dear house of Peers | I |
That some weeks ago kept us merry | J |
Where Eldon art thou with thy tears | K |
And thou with thy sense Londonderry | J |
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Wise Marquis how much the Lord Mayor | L |
In the dog days with thee must be puzzled | A |
It being his task to take care | M |
That such animals shan't go unmuzzled | A |
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Thou too whose political toils | N |
Are so worthy a captain of horse | O |
Whose amendments like honest Sir Boyle's | O |
Are amendments that make matters worse | O |
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Great Chieftain who takest such pains | O |
To prove what is granted nem con | P |
With how moderate a portion of brains | O |
Some heroes contrive to get on | P |
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And thou too my Redesdale ah where | M |
Is the peer with a star at his button | C |
Whose quarters could ever compare | M |
With Redesdale's five quarters of mutton | C |
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Why why have ye taken your flight | A |
Ye diverting and dignified crew | G |
How ill do three farces a night | A |
At the Haymarket pay us for you | G |
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For what is Bombastes to thee | J |
My Ellenbro' when thou look'st big | Q |
Or where's the burletta can be | J |
Like Lauderdale's wit and his wig | Q |
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I doubt if even Griffinhoof could | A |
Tho' Griffin's a comical lad | A |
Invent any joke half so good | A |
As that precious one This is too bad | A |
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Then come again come again Spring | H |
Oh haste thee with Fun in thy train | R |
And of all things the funniest bring | H |
These exalted Grimaldis again | S |
Thomas Moore
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