Song Of Old Puck. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DDDEE AAAAFFGGFFAAFFHHFFII JJAFKKLLJJAAEE EEEMMNN FFOOAPP G JJFFBB| And those things do best please me | A |
| That befall preposterously | B |
| PUCK Junior Midsummer Night's Dream | C |
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| Who wants old Puck for here am I | D |
| A mongrel imp 'twixt earth and sky | D |
| Ready alike to crawl or fly | D |
| Now in the mud now in the air | E |
| And so 'tis for mischief reckless where | E |
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| As to my knowledge there's no end to't | A |
| For where I haven't it I pretend to't | A |
| And 'stead of taking a learned degree | A |
| At some dull university | A |
| Puck found it handier to commence | F |
| With a certain share of impudence | F |
| Which passes one off as learned and clever | G |
| Beyond all other degrees whatever | G |
| And enables a man of lively sconce | F |
| To be Master of all the Arts at once | F |
| No matter what the science may be | A |
| Ethics Physics Theology | A |
| Mathematics Hydrostatics | F |
| Aerostatics or Pneumatics | F |
| Whatever it be I take my luck | H |
| 'Tis all the same to ancient Puck | H |
| Whose head's so full of all sorts of wares | F |
| That a brother imp old Smugden swears | F |
| If I had but of law a little smattering | I |
| I'd then be perfect which is flattering | I |
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| My skill as a linguist all must know | J |
| Who met me abroad some months ago | J |
| And heard me abroad exceedingly | A |
| In the moods and tenses of parlez vous | F |
| When as old Chambaud's shade stood mute | K |
| I spoke such French to the Institute | K |
| As puzzled those learned Thebans much | L |
| To know if 'twas Sanscrit or High Dutch | L |
| And might have past with the unobserving | J |
| As one of the unknown tongues of Irving | J |
| As to my talent for ubiquity | A |
| There's nothing like it in all antiquity | A |
| Like Mungo my peculiar care | E |
| I'm here I'm dere I'm ebery where | E |
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| If any one's wanted to take the chair | E |
| Upon any subject any where | E |
| Just look around and Puck is there | E |
| When slaughter's at hand your bird of prey | M |
| Is never known to be out of the way | M |
| And wherever mischief's to be got | N |
| There's Puck instanter on the spot | N |
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| Only find me in negus and applause | F |
| And I'm your man for any cause | F |
| If wrong the cause the more my delight | O |
| But I don't object to it even when right | O |
| If I only can vex some old friend by't | A |
| There's Durham for instance to worry him | P |
| Fills up my cup of bliss to the brim | P |
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| NOTE BY THE EDITOR | G |
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| Those who are anxious to run a muck | J |
| Can't do better than join with Puck | J |
| They'll find him bon diable spite of his phiz | F |
| And in fact his great ambition is | F |
| While playing old Puck in first rate style | B |
| To be thought Robin Good fellow all the while | B |
Thomas Moore
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