Babette's Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGEII JKJKCC DLDLLL LMLMNN BBBBBB OPOPQR EBEBFF SBSBTT LBLBOO EBEBU HVHVWW OWOWOO| BABETTE she was a fisher gal | A |
| With jupon striped and cap in crimps | B |
| She passed her days inside the Halle | A |
| Or catching little nimble shrimps | B |
| Yet she was sweet as flowers in May | C |
| With no professional bouquet | C |
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| JACOT was of the Customs bold | D |
| An officer at gay Boulogne | E |
| He loved BABETTE his love he told | D |
| And sighed Oh soyez vous my own | E |
| But Non said she JACOT my pet | F |
| Vous etes trop scraggy pour BABETTE | F |
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| Of one alone I nightly dream | G |
| An able mariner is he | H |
| And gaily serves the Gen'ral Steam | G |
| Boat Navigation Companee | E |
| I'll marry him if he but will | I |
| His name I rather think is BILL | I |
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| I see him when he's not aware | J |
| Upon our hospitable coast | K |
| Reclining with an easy air | J |
| Upon the PORT against a post | K |
| A thinking of I'll dare to say | C |
| His native Chelsea far away | C |
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| Oh mon exclaimed the Customs bold | D |
| Mes yeux he said which means my eye | L |
| Oh chere he also cried I'm told | D |
| Par Jove he added with a sigh | L |
| Oh mon oh chere mes yeux par Jove | L |
| Je n'aime pas cet enticing cove | L |
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| The PANTHER'S captain stood hard by | L |
| He was a man of morals strict | M |
| If e'er a sailor winked his eye | L |
| Straightway he had that sailor licked | M |
| Mast headed all such was his code | N |
| Who dashed or jiggered blessed or blowed | N |
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| He wept to think a tar of his | B |
| Should lean so gracefully on posts | B |
| He sighed and sobbed to think of this | B |
| On foreign French and friendly coasts | B |
| It's human natur' p'raps if so | B |
| Oh isn't human natur' low | B |
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| He called his BILL who pulled his curl | O |
| He said My BILL I understand | P |
| You've captivated some young gurl | O |
| On this here French and foreign land | P |
| Her tender heart your beauties jog | Q |
| They do you know they do you dog | R |
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| You have a graceful way I learn | E |
| Of leaning airily on posts | B |
| By which you've been and caused to burn | E |
| A tender flame on these here coasts | B |
| A fisher gurl I much regret | F |
| Her age sixteen her name BABETTE | F |
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| You'll marry her you gentle tar | S |
| Your union I myself will bless | B |
| And when you matrimonied are | S |
| I will appoint her stewardess | B |
| But WILLIAM hitched himself and sighed | T |
| And cleared his throat and thus replied | T |
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| Not so unless you're fond of strife | L |
| You'd better mind your own affairs | B |
| I have an able bodied wife | L |
| Awaiting me at Wapping Stairs | B |
| If all this here to her I tell | O |
| She'll larrup you and me as well | O |
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| Skin deep and valued at a pin | E |
| Is beauty such as VENUS owns | B |
| HER beauty is beneath her skin | E |
| And lies in layers on her bones | B |
| The other sailors of the crew | U |
| They always calls her 'Whopping Sue ' | - |
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| Oho the Captain said I see | H |
| And is she then so very strong | V |
| She'd take your honour's scruff said he | H |
| And pitch you over to Bolong | V |
| I pardon you the Captain said | W |
| The fair BABETTE you needn't wed | W |
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| Perhaps the Customs had his will | O |
| And coaxed the scornful girl to wed | W |
| Perhaps the Captain and his BILL | O |
| And WILLIAM'S little wife are dead | W |
| Or p'raps they're all alive and well | O |
| I cannot cannot cannot tell | O |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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