The Wellington Spa Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDCE FGFG HIHIJKJKLMLN OPOPAnd drink oblivion to our woes | A |
Anna Matilda | B |
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Talk no more of your Cheltenham and Harrowgate springs | C |
'Tis from Lethe we now our potations must draw | D |
Yon Lethe's a cure for all possible things | C |
And the doctors have named it the Wellington Spa | E |
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Other physical waters but cure you in part | F |
One cobbles your gout t'other mends your digestion | G |
Some settle your stomach but this bless your heart | F |
It will settle for ever your Catholic Question | G |
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Unlike too the potions in fashion at present | H |
This Wellington nostrum restoring by stealth | I |
So purges the memory of all that's unpleasant | H |
That patients forget themselves into rude health | I |
For instance the inventor his having once said | J |
He should think himself mad if at any one's call | K |
He became what he is is so purged from his head | J |
That he now doesn't think he's a madman at all | K |
Of course for your memories of very long standing | L |
Old chronic diseases that date back undaunted | M |
To Brian Boroo and Fitz Stephens' first landing | L |
A devil of a dose of the Lethe is wanted | N |
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But even Irish patients can hardly regret | O |
An oblivion so much in their own native style | P |
So conveniently planned that whate'er they forget | O |
They may go on remembering it still all the while | P |
Thomas Moore
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