The Mad Tory And The Comet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BC DEDE FEFE EEEE GHGH IJIJ EEEE KEKE LMLM NDOD PQPQ CECE| FOUNDED ON A LATE DISTRESSING INCIDENT | A |
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| 'mutantem regna cometem | B |
| LUCAN | C |
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| Tho' all the pet mischiefs we count upon fail | D |
| Tho' Cholera hurricanes Wellington leave us | E |
| We've still in reserve mighty Comet thy tail | D |
| Last hope of the Tories wilt thou too deceive us | E |
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| No 'tis coming 'tis coming the avenger is nigh | F |
| Heed heed not ye placemen how Herapath flatters | E |
| One whisk from that tail as it passes us by | F |
| Will settle at once all political matters | E |
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| The East India Question the Bank the Five Powers | E |
| Now turned into two with their rigmarole Protocols | E |
| Ha ha ye gods how this new friend of ours | E |
| Will knock right and left all diplomacy's what d'ye calls | E |
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| Yes rather than Whigs at our downfall should mock | G |
| Meet planets and suns in one general hustle | H |
| While happy in vengeance we welcome the shock | G |
| That shall jerk from their places Grey Althorp and Russell | H |
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| Thus spoke a mad Lord as with telescope raised | I |
| His wild Tory eye on the heavens he set | J |
| And tho' nothing destructive appeared as he gazed | I |
| Much hoped that there would before Parliament met | J |
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| And still as odd shapes seemed to flit thro' his glass | E |
| Ha there it is now the poor maniac cries | E |
| While his fancy with forms but too monstrous alas | E |
| From his own Tory zodiac peoples the skies | E |
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| Now I spy a big body good heavens how big | K |
| Whether Bucky or Taurus I cannot well say | E |
| And yonder there's Eldon's old Chancery wig | K |
| In its dusty aphelion fast fading away | E |
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| I see 'mong those fatuous meteors behind | L |
| Londonderry in vacuo flaring about | M |
| While that dim double star of the nebulous kind | L |
| Is the Gemini Roden and Lorton no doubt | M |
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| Ah Ellenborough 'faith I first thought 'twas the Comet | N |
| So like that in Milton it made me quite pale | D |
| The head with the same 'horrid hair' coming from it | O |
| And plenty of vapor but where is the tail | D |
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| Just then up aloft jumpt the gazer elated | P |
| For lo his bright glass a phenomenon showed | Q |
| Which he took to be Cumberland upwards translated | P |
| Instead of his natural course t'other road | Q |
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| But too awful that sight for a spirit so shaken | C |
| Down dropt the poor Tory in fits and grimaces | E |
| Then off to the Bedlam in Charles Street was taken | C |
| And is now one of Halford's most favorite cases | E |
Thomas Moore
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