The Three Doctors Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG AAAA HCHC AIAI JAJA GBGB KCKC BLBL MAMA| doctoribus loetamur tribus | A |
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| Tho' many great Doctors there be | B |
| There are three that all Doctors out top | C |
| Doctor Eady that famous M D | B |
| Doctor Southey and dear Doctor Slop | C |
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| The purger the proser the bard | D |
| All quacks in a different style | E |
| Doctor Southey writes books by the yard | D |
| Doctor Eady writes puffs by the mile | E |
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| Doctor Slop in no merit outdone | F |
| By his scribbling or physicking brother | G |
| Can dose us with stuff like the one | F |
| Ay and doze us with stuff like the other | G |
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| Doctor Eady good company keeps | A |
| With No Popery scribes on the walls | A |
| Doctor Southey as gloriously sleeps | A |
| With No Popery scribes on the stalls | A |
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| Doctor Slop upon subjects divine | H |
| Such bedlamite slaver lets drop | C |
| Taat if Eady should take the mad line | H |
| He'll be sure of a patient in Slop | C |
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| Seven millions of Papists no less | A |
| Doctor Southey attacks like a Turk | I |
| Doctor Eady less bold I confess | A |
| Attacks but his maid of all work | I |
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| Doctor Southey for his grand attack | J |
| Both a laureate and pensioner is | A |
| While poor Doctor Eady alack | J |
| Has been had up to Bow street for his | A |
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| And truly the law does so blunder | G |
| That tho' little blood has been spilt he | B |
| May probably suffer as under | G |
| The Chalking Act known to be guilty | B |
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| So much for the merits sublime | K |
| With whose catalogue ne'er should I stop | C |
| Of the three greatest lights of our time | K |
| Doctor Eady and Southey and Slop | C |
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| Should you ask me to which of the three | B |
| Great Doctors the preference should fall | L |
| As a matter of course I agree | B |
| Doctor Eady must go to the wall | L |
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| But as Southey with laurels is crowned | M |
| And Slop with a wig and a tail is | A |
| Let Eady's bright temples be bound | M |
| With a swingeing Corona Muralis | A |
Thomas Moore
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