Travel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A A BBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK LLMMNNDDOOPPQQRRKK SSTTUUVVWWMX

From Farmer Harrington's CalendarA
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NOVEMBERA
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It's quite the thing to travel nowadaysB
Although I do not think it always paysB
And see if distant ground in general looksC
As mentioned in the papers and in booksC
I find in sifting what few facts I knowD
Three ways of realizing things are soD
First when you're told them in such trusty shapeE
That square belief isn't easy to escapeE
There's lots of people this town wouldn't hold themF
Who don't know much excepting what is told themF
Second what you've put on some mental shelfG
By having seen and understood yourselfG
How well we know things witnessed largely liesH
On how much brain there is behind our eyesH
The third way is the surest and the bestI
Though sometimes painful it must be confessedI
It's where a truth has whipped the earth with youJ
Until you feel from head to foot 'tis trueJ
I think sometimes when all is said and doneK
Feeling is all the senses joined in oneK
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We're going to travel not so very farL
As our new friends the Fitzcumnoodles areL
Who cannot read their social title's clearM
Unless they ride twelve thousand miles a yearM
I told them with a philosophic smileN
That travelling shouldn't be measured by the mileN
But we shall take a little trip to morrowD
With some spare time that wife's contrived to borrowD
To where George Washington laid out a townO
That several centuries won't see tumbled downO
A city which with all the sneaking sinnersP
That come down there to steal their daily dinnersP
And all the human insects hovering nighQ
Such as swarm thick wherever good things lieQ
And spite of all the bad weeds growing roundR
Has always some good folks upon the groundR
And will be head piece of the greatest nationK
That ever helped spruce up the Lord's plantationK
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The Fitzcumnoodles through their daughter MaudS
Inform us that we ought to go abroadS
The Clancdenancies we have lately learnedT
From an extended trip have just returnedT
And so my eldest daughter IsabelU
Who knows Miss Clanc etc very wellU
Called on her in the progress of a walkV
And had a pleasant little travel talkV
And after coming home misspent her timeW
In putting what she heard there into rhymeW
And lost it not by accident I fearM
I'll paste the conversation right in hereX

William Mckendree Carleton



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