New Creation Of Peers. Batch The First Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAB BBBB BBBB CDCD EFEF DGDG AFHF IAIA BJBK LDFD BMBM LNLNHis 'prentice han' | A |
He tried on man | A |
And then he made the lasses | B |
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And now quoth the Minister eased of his panics | B |
And ripe for each pastime the summer affords | B |
Having had our full swing at destroying mechanics | B |
By way of set off let us make a few Lords | B |
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'Tis pleasant while nothing but mercantile fractures | B |
Some simple some compound is dinned in our ears | B |
To think that tho' robbed all coarse manufactures | B |
We still have our fine manufacture of Peers | B |
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Those Gotielin productions which Kings take a pride | C |
In engrossing the whole fabrication and trade of | D |
Choice tapestry things very grand on one side | C |
But showing on t'other what rags they are made of | D |
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The plan being fixt raw material was sought | E |
No matter how middling if Tory the creed be | F |
And first to begin with Squire W 'twas thought | E |
For a Lord was as raw a material as need be | F |
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Next came with his penchant for painting and pelf | D |
The tasteful Sir Charles so renowned far and near | G |
For purchasing pictures and selling himself | D |
And both as the public well knows very dear | G |
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Beside him Sir John comes with equal clat in | A |
Stand forth chosen pair while for titles we measure ye | F |
Both connoisseur baronets both fond of drawing | H |
Sir John after nature Sir Charles on the Treasury | F |
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But bless us behold a new candidate come | I |
In his hand he upholds a prescription new written | A |
He poiseth a pill box 'twixt finger and thumb | I |
And he asketh a seat 'mong the Peers of Great Britain | A |
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Forbid it cried Jenky ye Viscounts ye Earls | B |
Oh Rank how thy glories would fall disenchanted | J |
If coronets glistend with pills stead of pearls | B |
And the strawberry leaves were by rhubarb supplanted | K |
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No ask it not ask it not dear Doctor Holford | L |
If naught but a Peerage can gladden thy life | D |
And young Master Holford as yet is too small for't | F |
Sweet Doctor we'll make a she Peer of thy wife | D |
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Next to bearing a coronet on our own brows | B |
Is to bask in its light from the brows of another | M |
And grandeur o'er thee shall reflect from thy spouse | B |
As o'er Vesey Fitzgerald 'twill shine thro' his mother | M |
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Thus ended the First Batch and Jenky much tired | L |
It being no joke to make Lords by the heap | N |
Took a large dram of ether the same that inspired | L |
His speech 'gainst the Papists and prosed off to sleep | N |
Thomas Moore
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