Mr. Molony-s Account Of The Ball Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDF AAA AGAG HIAIHAHA JAHAHKAK IFAFAAGA HAHAIAIA AHKHAIAI LIBIHAMA CLNLHIOI AIHILILI| O will ye choose to hear the news | A |
| Bedad I cannot pass it o'er | B |
| I'll tell you all about the Ball | C |
| To the Naypaulase Ambassador | B |
| Begor this fete all balls does bate | D |
| At which I've worn a pump and I | E |
| Must here relate the splendthor great | D |
| Of th' Oriental Company | F |
| - | |
| These men of sinse dispoised expinse | A |
| To fete these black Achilleses | A |
| 'We'll show the blacks ' says they 'Almack's | A |
| And take the rooms at Willis's ' | - |
| With flags and shawls for these Nepauls | A |
| They hung the rooms of Willis up | G |
| And decked the walls and stairs and halls | A |
| With roses and with lilies up | G |
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| And Jullien's band it tuck its stand | H |
| So sweetly in the middle there | I |
| And soft bassoons played heavenly chunes | A |
| And violins did fiddle there | I |
| And when the Coort was tired of spoort | H |
| I'd lave you boys to think there was | A |
| A nate buffet before them set | H |
| Where lashins of good dhrink there was | A |
| - | |
| At ten before the ball room door | J |
| His moighty Excellincy was | A |
| He smoiled and bowed to all the crowd | H |
| So gorgeous and immense he was | A |
| His dusky shuit sublime and mute | H |
| Into the door way followed him | K |
| And O the noise of the blackguard boys | A |
| As they hurrood and hollowed him | K |
| - | |
| The noble Chair stud at the stair | I |
| And bade the dthrums to thump and he | F |
| Did thus evince to that Black Prince | A |
| The welcome of his Company | F |
| O fair the girls and rich the curls | A |
| And bright the oys you saw there was | A |
| And fixed each oye ye there could spoi | G |
| On Gineral Jung Bahawther was | A |
| - | |
| This Gineral great then tuck his sate | H |
| With all the other ginerals | A |
| Bedad his troat his belt his coat | H |
| All bleezed with precious minerals | A |
| And as he there with princely air | I |
| Recloinin on his cushion was | A |
| All round about his royal chair | I |
| The squeezin and the pushin was | A |
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| O Pat such girls such Jukes and Earls | A |
| Such fashion and nobilitee | H |
| Just think of Tim and fancy him | K |
| Amidst the hoigh gentilitee | H |
| There was Lord De L'Huys and the Portygeese | A |
| Ministher and his lady there | I |
| And I reckonized with much surprise | A |
| Our messmate Bob O'Grady there | I |
| - | |
| There was Baroness Brunow that looked like Juno | L |
| And Baroness Rehausen there | I |
| And Countess Roullier that looked peculiar | B |
| Well in her robes of gauze in there | I |
| There was Lord Crowhurst I knew him first | H |
| When only Mr Pips he was | A |
| And Mick O'Toole the great big fool | M |
| That after supper tipsy was | A |
| - | |
| There was Lord Fingall and his ladies all | C |
| And Lords Killeen and Dufferin | L |
| And Paddy Fife with his fat wife | N |
| I wondther how he could stuff her in | L |
| There was Lord Belfast that by me past | H |
| And seemed to ask how should I go there | I |
| And the Widow Macrae and Lord A Hay | O |
| And the Marchioness of Sligo there | I |
| - | |
| Yes Jukes and Earls and diamonds and pearls | A |
| And pretty girls was sporting there | I |
| And some beside the rogues I spied | H |
| Behind the windies coorting there | I |
| O there's one I know bedad would show | L |
| As beautiful as any there | I |
| And I'd like to hear the pipers blow | L |
| And shake a fut with Fanny there | I |
William Makepeace Thackeray
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