The Catalogue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAAACAC AAAADEDE FGFGHAHA IJIKLMLM CNCNOCOC| Come tell me says Rosa as kissing and kist | A |
| One day she reclined on my breast | B |
| Come tell me the number repeat me the list | A |
| Of the nymphs you have loved and carest | A |
| Oh Rosa 'twas only my fancy that roved | A |
| My heart at the moment was free | C |
| But I'll tell thee my girl how many I've loved | A |
| And the number shall finish with thee | C |
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| My tutor was Kitty in infancy wild | A |
| She taught me the way to be blest | A |
| She taught me to love her I loved like a child | A |
| But Kitty could fancy the rest | A |
| This lesson of dear and enrapturing lore | D |
| I have never forgot I allow | E |
| I have had it by rote very often before | D |
| But never by heart until now | E |
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| Pretty Martha was next and my soul was all flame | F |
| But my head was so full of romance | G |
| That I fancied her into some chivalry dame | F |
| And I was her knight of the lance | G |
| But Martha was not of this fanciful school | H |
| And she laughed at her poor little knight | A |
| While I thought her a goddess she thought me a fool | H |
| And I'll swear she was most in the right | A |
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| My soul was now calm till by Cloris's looks | I |
| Again I was tempted to rove | J |
| But Cloris I found was so learned in books | I |
| That she gave me more logic than love | K |
| So I left this young Sappho and hastened to fly | L |
| To those sweeter logicians in bliss | M |
| Who argue the point with a soul telling eye | L |
| And convince us at once with a kiss | M |
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| Oh Susan was then all the world unto me | C |
| But Susan was piously given | N |
| And the worst of it was we could never agree | C |
| On the road that was shortest to Heaven | N |
| Oh Susan I've said in the moments of mirth | O |
| What's devotion to thee or to me | C |
| I devoutly believe there's a heaven on earth | O |
| And believe that that heaven's in thee | C |
Thomas Moore
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