Nursery Rhyme. Xlv. Tales. The Story Of Catskin Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The Story Of Catskin	A
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There once was a gentleman grand	B
Who lived at his country seat	C
He wanted an heir to his land	B
For he'd nothing but daughters yet	D
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His lady's again in the way	E
So she said to her husband with joy	F
I hope some or other fine day	E
To present you my dear with a boy	F
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The gentleman answered gruff	G
If 't should turn out a maid or a mouse	H
For of both we have more than enough	G
She shan't stay to live in my house	H
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The lady at this declaration	A
Almost fainted away with pain	A
But what was her sad consternation	A
When a sweet little girl came again	A
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She sent her away to be nurs'd	I
Without seeing her gruff papa	J
And when she was old enough	G
To a school she was packed away	E
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Fifteen summers are fled	K
Now she left good Mrs Jervis	L
To see home she was forbid	M
She determined to go and seek service	N
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Her dresses so grand and so gay	E
She carefully rolled in a knob	O
Which she hid in a forest away	E
And put on a Catskin robe	P
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She knock'd at a castle gate	Q
And pray'd for charity	R
They sent her some meat on a plate	Q
And kept her a scullion to be	R
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My lady look'd long in her face	S
And prais'd her great beauty	R
I'm sorry I've no better place	S
And you must our scullion be	R
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So Catskin was under the cook	T
A very sad life she led	K
For often a ladle she took	T
And broke poor Catskin's head	K
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There is now a grand ball to be	R
When ladies their beauties show	U
Mrs Cook said Catskin dear me	R
How much I should like to go	U
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You go with your Catskin robe	P
You dirty impudent slut	V
Among the fine ladies and lords	W
A very fine figure you'd cut	V
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A basin of water she took	T
And dash'd in poor Catskin's face	S
But briskly her ears she shook	T
And went to her hiding place	S
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She washed every stain from her skin	A
In some crystal waterfall	X
Then put on a beautiful dress	Y
And hasted away to the ball	X
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When she entered the ladies were mute	Z
Overcome by her figure and face	S
But the lord her young master at once	A2
Fell in love with her beauty and grace	S
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He pray'd her his partner to be	R
She said Yes with a sweet smiling glance	B2
All night with no other lady	R
But Catskin our young lord would dance	B2
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Pray tell me fair maid where you live	C2
For now was the sad parting time	D2
But she no other answer would give	E2
Than this distich of mystical rhyme	D2
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Old English Script	F2
Kind Sir if the truth I must tell	G2
At the sign of the Basin of Water I Dwell	G2
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Then she flew from the ball room and put	H2
On her Catskin robe again	A
And slipt in unseen by the cook	T
Who little thought where she had been	A
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The young lord the very next day	E
To his mother his passion betrayed	I2
He declared he never would rest	J2
Till he'd found out this beautiful maid	I2
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There's another grand ball to be	R
Where ladies their beauties show	U
Mrs Cook said Catskin dear me	R
How much I should like to go	U
	-
You go with your Catskin robe	P
You dirty impudent slut	V
Among the fine ladies and lords	W
A very fine figure you'd cut	V
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In a rage the ladle she took	T
And broke poor Catskin's head	K
But off she went shaking her ears	K2
And swift to her forest she fled	K
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She washed every blood stain off	L2
In some crystal waterfall	X
Put on a more beautiful dress	Y
And hasted away to the ball	X
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My lord at the ball room door	M2
Was waiting with pleasure and pain	A
He longed to see nothing so much	N2
As the beautiful Catskin again	A
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When he asked her to dance she again	A
Said Yes with her first smiling glance	B2
And again all the night my young lord	O2
With none but fair Catskin did dance	B2
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Pray tell me said he where you live	C2
For now 'twas the parting time	D2
But she no other answer would give	E2
Than this distich of mystical rhyme	D2
	-
Old English Script	F2
Kind Sir if the truth I must tell	G2
At the sign of the Broken Ladle I dwell	G2
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Then she flew from the ball and put on	A
Her Catskin robe again	A
And slipt in unseen by the cook	T
Who little thought where she had been	A
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My lord did again the next day	E
Declare to his mother his mind	P2
That he never more happy should be	R
Unless he his charmer should find	P2
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Now another grand ball is to be	R
Where ladies their beauties show	U
Mrs Cook said Catskin dear me	R
How much I should like to go	U
	-
You go with your Catskin robe	P
You impudent dirty slut	V
Among the fine ladies and lords	W
A very fine figure you'd cut	V
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In a fury she took the skimmer	Q2
And broke poor Catskin's head	K
But heart whole and lively as ever	Q2
Away to her forest she fled	K
	-
She washed the stains of blood	R2
In some crystal waterfall	X
Then put on her most beautiful dress	Y
And hasted away to the ball	X
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My lord at the ball room door	M2
Was waiting with pleasure and pain	A
He longed to see nothing so much	N2
As the beautiful Catskin again	A
	-
When he asked her to dance she again	A
Said Yes with her first smiling glance	B2
And all the night long my young lord	O2
With none but fair Catskin would dance	B2
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Pray tell me fair maid where you live	C2
For now was the parting time	D2
But she no other answer would give	E2
Than this distich of mystical rhyme	D2
	-
Old English Script	F2
Kind Sir if the truth I must tell	G2
At the sign of the Broken Skimmer I dwell	G2
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Then she flew from the ball and threw on	A
Her Catskin cloak again	A
And slipt in unseen by the cook	T
Who little thought where she had been	A
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But not by my lord unseen	A
For this time he followed too fast	S2
And hid in the forest green	A
Saw the strange things that past	S2
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Next day he took to his bed	K
And sent for the doctor to come	T2
And begg'd him no other than Catskin	A
Might come into his room	U2
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He told him how dearly he lov'd her	Q2
Not to have her his heart would break	V2
Then the doctor kindly promised	W2
To the proud old lady to speak	X2
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There's a struggle of pride and love	Y2
For she fear'd her son would die	Z2
But pride at the last did yield	A3
And love had the mastery	R
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Then my lord got quickly well	G2
When he was his charmer to wed	K
And Catskin before a twelvemonth	B3
Of a young lord was brought to bed	K
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To a wayfaring woman and child	C3
Lady Catskin one day sent an alms	D3
The nurse did the errand and carried	E3
The sweet little lord in her arms	F3
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The child gave the alms to the child	C3
This was seen by the old lady mother	Q2
Only see said that wicked old woman	A
How the beggars' brats take to each other	Q2
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This throw went to Catskin's heart	G3
She flung herself down on her knees	H3
And pray'd her young master and lord	O2
To seek out her parents would please	H3
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They set out in my lord's own coach	I3
They travelled but nought befel	G2
Till they reach'd the town hard by	Z2
Where Catskin's father did dwell	G2
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They put up at the head inn	A
Where Catskin was left alone	A
But my lord went to try if her father	Q2
His natural child would own	A
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When folks are away in short time	D2
What great alterations appear	J3
For the cold touch of death had all chill'd	K3
The hearts of her sisters dear	J3
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Her father repented too late	Q
And the loss of his youngest bemoan'd	L3
In his old and childless state	Q
He his pride and cruelty own'd	L3
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The old gentleman sat by the fire	Q2
And hardly looked up at my lord	O2
He had no hopes of comfort	M3
A stranger could afford	O2
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But my lord drew a chair close by	Z2
And said in a feeling tone	A
Have you not sir a daughter I pray	E
You never would see or own	A
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The old man alarm'd cried aloud	N3
A hardened sinner am I	Z2
I would give all my worldly goods	O3
To see her before I die	Z2
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Then my lord brought his wife and child	C3
To their home and parent's face	S
Who fell down and thanks returned	P3
To God for his mercy and grace	S
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The bells ringing up in the tower	Q2
Are sending a sound to the heart	G3
There's a charm in the old church bells	Q3
Which nothing in life can impart	G3