The King Of Brentford Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDE EEEE EEFF EEEE GGCC

There was a king in Brentford of whom no legends tellA
But who without his glory could eat and sleep right wellA
His Polly's cotton nightcap it was his crown of stateB
He slept of evenings early and rose of mornings lateB
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All in a fine mud palace each day he took four mealsC
And for a guard of honor a dog ran at his heelsC
Sometimes to view his kingdoms rode forth this monarch goodD
And then a prancing jackass he royally bestrodeE
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There were no costly habits with which this king was curstE
Except and where's the harm on't a somewhat lively thirstE
But people must pay taxes and kings must have their sportE
So out of every gallon His Grace he took a quartE
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He pleased the ladies round him with manners soft and blandE
With reason good they named him the father of his landE
Each year his mighty armies marched forth in gallant showF
Their enemies were targets their bullets they were towF
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He vexed no quiet neighbor no useless conquest madeE
But by the laws of pleasure his peaceful realm he swayedE
And in the years he reigned through all this country wideE
There was no cause for weeping save when the good man diedE
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The faithful men of Brentford do still their king deploreG
His portrait yet is swinging beside an alehouse doorG
And topers tender hearted regard his honest phizC
And envy times departed that knew a reign like hisC

William Makepeace Thackeray



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