Sketch Of The First Act Of A New Romantic Drama Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAAABB CCDDAAAEE FFDDAAGGHHIIJJKKKBB BBLLBBMMBBNNOOD PPQQ

And now quoth the goddess in accents jocoseA
Having got good materials I'll brew such a doseA
Of Double X mischief as mortals shall sayA
They've not known its equal for many a long dayA
Here she winkt to her subaltern imps to be steadyB
And all wagged their fire tipt tails and stood readyB
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So now for the ingredients first hand me that bishopC
Whereupon a whole bevy of imps run to fish upC
From out a large reservoir wherein they pen 'emD
The blackest of all its black dabblers in venomD
And wrapping him up lest the virus should oozeA
And one drop of the immortal Right Rev they might loseA
In the sheets of his own speeches charges reviewsA
Pop him into the caldron while loudly a burstE
From the by standers welcomes ingredient the firstE
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Now fetch the Ex Chancellor muttered the dameF
He who's called after Harry the Older by nameF
The Ex Chancellor echoed her imps the whole crew of 'emD
Why talk of one Ex when your Mischief has two of 'emD
True true said the hag looking arch at her elvesA
And a double Ex dose they compose in themselvesA
This joke the sly meaning of which was seen lucidlyG
Set all the devils a laughing most deucedlyG
So in went the pair and what none thought surprisingH
Showed talents for sinking as great as for risingH
While not a grim phiz in that realm but was lightedI
With joy to see spirits so twin like unitedI
Or plainly to speak two such birds of a featherJ
In one mess of venom thus spitted togetherJ
Here a flashy imp rose some connection no doubtK
Of the young lord in question and scowling aboutK
Hoped his fiery friend Stanley would not be left outK
As no schoolboy unwhipt the whole world must agreeB
Loved mischief pure mischief more dearly than heB
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But no the wise hag wouldn't hear of the whipsterB
Not merely because as a shrew he eclipst herB
And nature had given him to keep him still youngL
Much tongue in his head and no head in his tongueL
But because she well knew that for change ever readyB
He'd not even to mischief keep properly steadyB
That soon even the wrong side would cease to delightM
And for want of a change he must swerve to the rightM
While on each so at random his missiles he threwB
That the side he attackt was most safe of the twoB
This ingredient was therefore put by on the shelfN
There to bubble a bitter hot mess by itselfN
And now quoth the hag as her caldron she eyedO
And the tidbits so friendlily rankling insideO
There wants but some seasoning so come ere I stew 'emD
By way of a relish we'll throw in John Tuam '-
In cooking up mischief there's no flesh or fishP
Like your meddling High Priest to add zest to the dishP
Thus saying she pops in the Irish Grand LamaQ
Which great event ends the First Act of the DramaQ

Thomas Moore



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