To The Rev. Charles Overton, Curate Of Romaldkirk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFF GGHHIIEEJKLMNNOOPPQQ| AUTHOR OF THE POETICAL PORTRAITURE OF THE CHURCH | A |
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| Sweet singer of Romaldkirk thou who art reckoned | B |
| By critics Episcopal David the Second | B |
| If thus as a Curate so lofty your flight | C |
| Only think in a Rectory how you would write | C |
| Once fairly inspired by the Tithe crowned Apollo | D |
| Who beats I confess it our lay Phoebus hollow | D |
| Having gotten besides the old Nine's inspiration | E |
| The Tenth of all eatable things in creation | E |
| There's nothing in fact that a poet like you | F |
| So be nined and be tenthed couldn't easily do | F |
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| Round the lips of the sweet tongued Athenian they say | G |
| While yet but a babe in his cradle he lay | G |
| Wild honey bees swarmed as presage to tell | H |
| Of the sweet flowing words that thence afterwards fell | H |
| Just so round our Overton's cradle no doubt | I |
| Tenth ducklings and chicks were seen flitting about | I |
| Goose embryos waiting their doomed decimation | E |
| Came shadowing forth his adult destination | E |
| And small sucking tithe pigs in musical droves | J |
| Announced the Church poet whom Chester approves | K |
| O Horace when thou in thy vision of yore | L |
| Didst dream that a snowy white plumage came o'er | M |
| Thy etherealized limbs stealing downily on | N |
| Till by Fancy's strong spell thou wert turned to a swan | N |
| Little thought'st thou such fate could a poet befall | O |
| Without any effort of fancy at all | O |
| Little thought'st thou the world would in Overton find | P |
| A bird ready made somewhat different in kind | P |
| But as perfect as Michaelmas' self could produce | Q |
| By gods yclept anser by mortals a goose | Q |
Thomas Moore
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