The Bishop Of Rum-ti-foo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCDEEED FFFEFFFE GGGFHHHF IIIJKKKJ LLLMNNNO JJJBPPPB HHHFQQQF JJJJJJJJ EEEJJJJJ JJJRIIIR SSSTJJJT EEEUJJJU| A | |
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| From east and south the holy clan | B |
| Of Bishops gathered to a man | B |
| To Synod called Pan Anglican | C |
| In flocking crowds they came | D |
| Among them was a Bishop who | E |
| Had lately been appointed to | E |
| The balmy isle of Rum ti Foo | E |
| And PETER was his name | D |
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| His people twenty three in sum | F |
| They played the eloquent tum tum | F |
| And lived on scalps served up in rum | F |
| The only sauce they knew | E |
| When first good BISHOP PETER came | F |
| For PETER was that Bishop's name | F |
| To humour them he did the same | F |
| As they of Rum ti Foo | E |
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| His flock I've often heard him tell | G |
| His name was PETER loved him well | G |
| And summoned by the sound of bell | G |
| In crowds together came | F |
| Oh massa why you go away | H |
| Oh MASSA PETER please to stay | H |
| They called him PETER people say | H |
| Because it was his name | F |
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| He told them all good boys to be | I |
| And sailed away across the sea | I |
| At London Bridge that Bishop he | I |
| Arrived one Tuesday night | J |
| And as that night he homeward strode | K |
| To his Pan Anglican abode | K |
| He passed along the Borough Road | K |
| And saw a gruesome sight | J |
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| He saw a crowd assembled round | L |
| A person dancing on the ground | L |
| Who straight began to leap and bound | L |
| With all his might and main | M |
| To see that dancing man he stopped | N |
| Who twirled and wriggled skipped and hopped | N |
| Then down incontinently dropped | N |
| And then sprang up again | O |
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| The Bishop chuckled at the sight | J |
| This style of dancing would delight | J |
| A simple Rum ti Foozleite | J |
| I'll learn it if I can | B |
| To please the tribe when I get back | P |
| He begged the man to teach his knack | P |
| Right Reverend Sir in half a crack | P |
| Replied that dancing man | B |
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| The dancing man he worked away | H |
| And taught the Bishop every day | H |
| The dancer skipped like any fay | H |
| Good PETER did the same | F |
| The Bishop buckled to his task | Q |
| With BATTEMENTS and PAS DE BASQUE | Q |
| I'll tell you if you care to ask | Q |
| That PETER was his name | F |
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| Come walk like this the dancer said | J |
| Stick out your toes stick in your head | J |
| Stalk on with quick galvanic tread | J |
| Your fingers thus extend | J |
| The attitude's considered quaint | J |
| The weary Bishop feeling faint | J |
| Replied I do not say it ain't | J |
| But 'Time ' my Christian friend | J |
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| We now proceed to something new | E |
| Dance as the PAYNES and LAURIS do | E |
| Like this one two one two one two | E |
| The Bishop never proud | J |
| But in an overwhelming heat | J |
| His name was PETER I repeat | J |
| Performed the PAYNE and LAURI feat | J |
| And puffed his thanks aloud | J |
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| Another game the dancer planned | J |
| Just take your ankle in your hand | J |
| And try my lord if you can stand | J |
| Your body stiff and stark | R |
| If when revisiting your see | I |
| You learnt to hop on shore like me | I |
| The novelty would striking be | I |
| And must attract remark | R |
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| No said the worthy Bishop no | S |
| That is a length to which I trow | S |
| Colonial Bishops cannot go | S |
| You may express surprise | T |
| At finding Bishops deal in pride | J |
| But if that trick I ever tried | J |
| I should appear undignified | J |
| In Rum ti Foozle's eyes | T |
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| The islanders of Rum ti Foo | E |
| Are well conducted persons who | E |
| Approve a joke as much as you | E |
| And laugh at it as such | U |
| But if they saw their Bishop land | J |
| His leg supported in his hand | J |
| The joke they wouldn't understand | J |
| 'T would pain them very much | U |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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