Sketch Of The First Act Of A New Romantic Drama Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAABB CCDDAAAEE FFDDAAGGHHIIJJKKKBB BBLLBBMMBBNNOOD PPQQAnd now quoth the goddess in accents jocose | A |
Having got good materials I'll brew such a dose | A |
Of Double X mischief as mortals shall say | A |
They've not known its equal for many a long day | A |
Here she winkt to her subaltern imps to be steady | B |
And all wagged their fire tipt tails and stood ready | B |
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So now for the ingredients first hand me that bishop | C |
Whereupon a whole bevy of imps run to fish up | C |
From out a large reservoir wherein they pen 'em | D |
The blackest of all its black dabblers in venom | D |
And wrapping him up lest the virus should ooze | A |
And one drop of the immortal Right Rev they might lose | A |
In the sheets of his own speeches charges reviews | A |
Pop him into the caldron while loudly a burst | E |
From the by standers welcomes ingredient the first | E |
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Now fetch the Ex Chancellor muttered the dame | F |
He who's called after Harry the Older by name | F |
The Ex Chancellor echoed her imps the whole crew of 'em | D |
Why talk of one Ex when your Mischief has two of 'em | D |
True true said the hag looking arch at her elves | A |
And a double Ex dose they compose in themselves | A |
This joke the sly meaning of which was seen lucidly | G |
Set all the devils a laughing most deucedly | G |
So in went the pair and what none thought surprising | H |
Showed talents for sinking as great as for rising | H |
While not a grim phiz in that realm but was lighted | I |
With joy to see spirits so twin like united | I |
Or plainly to speak two such birds of a feather | J |
In one mess of venom thus spitted together | J |
Here a flashy imp rose some connection no doubt | K |
Of the young lord in question and scowling about | K |
Hoped his fiery friend Stanley would not be left out | K |
As no schoolboy unwhipt the whole world must agree | B |
Loved mischief pure mischief more dearly than he | B |
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But no the wise hag wouldn't hear of the whipster | B |
Not merely because as a shrew he eclipst her | B |
And nature had given him to keep him still young | L |
Much tongue in his head and no head in his tongue | L |
But because she well knew that for change ever ready | B |
He'd not even to mischief keep properly steady | B |
That soon even the wrong side would cease to delight | M |
And for want of a change he must swerve to the right | M |
While on each so at random his missiles he threw | B |
That the side he attackt was most safe of the two | B |
This ingredient was therefore put by on the shelf | N |
There to bubble a bitter hot mess by itself | N |
And now quoth the hag as her caldron she eyed | O |
And the tidbits so friendlily rankling inside | O |
There wants but some seasoning so come ere I stew 'em | D |
By way of a relish we'll throw in John Tuam ' | - |
In cooking up mischief there's no flesh or fish | P |
Like your meddling High Priest to add zest to the dish | P |
Thus saying she pops in the Irish Grand Lama | Q |
Which great event ends the First Act of the Drama | Q |
Thomas Moore
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