The Knight In Disguise Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CC DDEEFFGG AAHHIIJJAAKKLM DDNNOOAAPPQQRRSSMM| Concerning O Henry Sidney Porter | A |
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| He could not forget that he was a Sidney | B |
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| Is this Sir Philip Sidney this loud clown | C |
| The darling of the glad and gaping town | C |
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| This is that dubious hero of the press | D |
| Whose slangy tongue and insolent address | D |
| Were spiced to rouse on Sunday afternoon | E |
| The man with yellow journals round him strewn | E |
| We laughed and dozed then roused and read again | F |
| And vowed O Henry funniest of men | F |
| He always worked a triple hinged surprise | G |
| To end the scene and make one rub his eyes | G |
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| He comes with vaudeville with stare and leer | A |
| He comes with megaphone and specious cheer | A |
| His troupe too fat or short or long or lean | H |
| Step from the pages of the magazine | H |
| With slapstick or sombrero or with cane | I |
| The rube the cowboy or the masher vain | I |
| They over act each part But at the height | J |
| Of banter and of canter and delight | J |
| The masks fall off for one queer instant there | A |
| And show real faces faces full of care | A |
| And desperate longing love that's hot or cold | K |
| And subtle thoughts and countenances bold | K |
| The masks go back 'Tis one more joke Laugh on | L |
| The goodly grown up company is gone | M |
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| No doubt had he occasion to address | D |
| The brilliant court of purple clad Queen Bess | D |
| He would have wrought for them the best he knew | N |
| And led more loftily his actor crew | N |
| How coolly he misquoted 'Twas his art | O |
| Slave scholar who misquoted from the heart | O |
| So when we slapped his back with friendly roar | A |
| Aesop awaited him without the door | A |
| Aesop the Greek who made dull masters laugh | P |
| With little tales of FOX and DOG and CALF | P |
| And be it said mid these his pranks so odd | Q |
| With something nigh to chivalry he trod | Q |
| And oft the drear and driven would defend | R |
| The little shopgirls' knight unto the end | R |
| Yea he had passed ere we could understand | S |
| The blade of Sidney glimmered in his hand | S |
| Yea ere we knew Sir Philip's sword was drawn | M |
| With valiant cut and thrust and he was gone | M |
Vachel Lindsay
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