The Insurrection Of The Papers. A Dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DDEFGGHHIJ KKLLMMNN OOPPMMQRSSGGTTDDUUVV LLWWGXYY ZA2ZA2| It would be impossible for his Royal Highness to disengage his person from the accumulating pile of papers that encompassed it | A |
| Lord CASTLEREAGH'S Speech upon Colonel M Mahon's Appointment | B |
| April | C |
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| Last night I tost and turned in bed | D |
| But could not sleep at length I said | D |
| I'll think of Viscount Castlereagh | E |
| And of his speeches that's the way | F |
| And so it was for instantly | G |
| I slept as sound as sound could be | G |
| And then I dreamt so dread a dream | H |
| Fuseli has no such theme | H |
| Lewis never wrote or borrowed | I |
| Any horror half so horrid | J |
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| Methought the Prince in whiskered state | K |
| Before me at his breakfast sate | K |
| On one side lay unread Petitions | L |
| On t'other Hints from five Physicians | L |
| Here tradesmen's bills official papers | M |
| Notes from my Lady drams for vapors | M |
| There plans of Saddles tea and toast | N |
| Death warrants and The Morning Post | N |
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| When lo the Papers one and all | O |
| As if at some magician's call | O |
| Began to flutter of themselves | P |
| From desk and table floor and shelves | P |
| And cutting each some different capers | M |
| Advanced oh jacobinic papers | M |
| As tho' they said Our sole design is | Q |
| To suffocate his Royal Highness | R |
| The Leader of this vile sedition | S |
| Was a huge Catholic Petition | S |
| With grievances so full and heavy | G |
| It threatened worst of all the bevy | G |
| Then Common Hall Addresses came | T |
| In swaggering sheets and took their aim | T |
| Right at the Regent's well drest head | D |
| As if determined to be read | D |
| Next Tradesmen's bills began to fly | U |
| And Tradesmen's bills we know mount high | U |
| Nay even Death warrants thought they'd best | V |
| Be lively too and join the rest | V |
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| But oh the basest of defections | L |
| His letter about predilections | L |
| His own dear letter void of grace | W |
| Now flew up in its parent's face | W |
| Shocked with this breach of filial duty | G |
| He just could murmur et Tu Brute | X |
| Then sunk subdued upon the floor | Y |
| At Fox's bust to rise no more | Y |
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| I waked and prayed with lifted hand | Z |
| Oh never may this Dream prove true | A2 |
| Tho' paper overwhelms the land | Z |
| Let it not crush the Sovereign too | A2 |
Thomas Moore
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