Notions On Reform. By A Modern Reformer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAA CDCD ECEC FAFA GHGH AAAA IAJA HGHG CKCL ACACOf all the misfortunes as yet brought to pass | A |
By this comet like Bill with its long tail of speeches | B |
The saddest and worst is the schism which alas | A |
It has caused between Wetherel's waistcoat and breeches | A |
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Some symptoms of this Anti Union propensity | C |
Had oft broken out in that quarter before | D |
But the breach since the Bill has attained such immensity | C |
Daniel himself could have scarce wisht it more | D |
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Oh haste to repair it ye friends of good order | E |
Ye Atwoods and Wynns ere the moment is past | C |
Who can doubt that we tread upon Anarchy's border | E |
When the ties that should hold men are loosening so fast | C |
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Make Wetherel yield to some sort of Reform | F |
As we all must God help us with very wry faces | A |
And loud as he likes let him bluster and storm | F |
About Corporate Rights so he'll only wear braces | A |
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Should those he now sports have been long in possession | G |
And like his own borough the worse for the wear | H |
Advise him at least as a prudent concession | G |
To Intellect's progress to buy a new pair | H |
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Oh who that e'er saw him when vocal he stands | A |
With a look something midway 'twixt Filch's and Lockit's | A |
While still to inspire him his deeply thrust hands | A |
Keep jingling the rhino in both breeches pockets | A |
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Who that ever has listened thro' groan and thro' cough | I |
To the speeches inspired by this music of pence | A |
But must grieve that there's any thing like falling off | J |
In that great nether source of his wit and his sense | A |
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Who that knows how he lookt when with grace debonair | H |
He began first to court rather late in the season | G |
Or when less fastidious he sat in the chair | H |
Of his old friend the Nottingham Goddess of Reason | G |
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That Goddess whose borough like virtue attracted | C |
All mongers in both wares to proffer their love | K |
Whose chair like the stool of the Pythoness acted | C |
As Wetherel's rants ever since go to prove | L |
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Who in short would not grieve if a man of his graces | A |
Should go on rejecting unwarned by the past | C |
The moderate Reform of a pair of new braces | A |
Till some day he'll all fall to pieces at last | C |
Thomas Moore
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