Epitaph On A Tuft-hunter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAA ABAB ACAC DEDE FGHG

Lament lament Sir Isaac HeardA
Put mourning round thy page DebrettA
For here lies one who ne'er preferredA
A Viscount to a Marquis yetA
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Beside him place the God of WitA
Before him Beauty's rosiest girlsB
Apollo for a star he'd quitA
And Love's own sister for an Earl'sB
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Did niggard fate no peers affordA
He took of course to peers' relationsC
And rather than not sport a LordA
Put up with even the last creationsC
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Even Irish names could he but tag 'emD
With Lord and Duke were sweet to callE
And at a pinch Lord BallyraggumD
Was better than no Lord at allE
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Heaven grant him now some noble nookF
For rest his soul he'd rather beG
Genteelly damned beside a DukeH
Than saved in vulgar companyG

Thomas Moore



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