The Folly Of Brown - By A General Agent Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CBCB DEDE FGFG HBHB IGIG JKJK LGLG MBMB NNNN OPOP BQBQ BRBR BQBQ OOOO DQDQ OKOK OQOQ BNBN DODO| I knew a boor a clownish card | A |
| His only friends were pigs and cows and | B |
| The poultry of a small farmyard | A |
| Who came into two hundred thousand | B |
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| Good fortune worked no change in BROWN | C |
| Though she's a mighty social chymist | B |
| He was a clown and by a clown | C |
| I do not mean a pantomimist | B |
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| It left him quiet calm and cool | D |
| Though hardly knowing what a crown was | E |
| You can't imagine what a fool | D |
| Poor rich uneducated BROWN was | E |
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| He scouted all who wished to come | F |
| And give him monetary schooling | G |
| And I propose to give you some | F |
| Idea of his insensate fooling | G |
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| I formed a company or two | H |
| Of course I don't know what the rest meant | B |
| I formed them solely with a view | H |
| To help him to a sound investment | B |
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| Their objects were their only cares | I |
| To justify their Boards in showing | G |
| A handsome dividend on shares | I |
| And keep their good promoter going | G |
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| But no the lout sticks to his brass | J |
| Though shares at par I freely proffer | K |
| Yet will it be believed the ass | J |
| Declines with thanks my well meant offer | K |
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| He adds with bumpkin's stolid grin | L |
| A weakly intellect denoting | G |
| He'd rather not invest it in | L |
| A company of my promoting | G |
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| You have two hundred 'thou' or more | M |
| Said I You'll waste it lose it lend it | B |
| Come take my furnished second floor | M |
| I'll gladly show you how to spend it | B |
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| But will it be believed that he | N |
| With grin upon his face of poppy | N |
| Declined my aid while thanking me | N |
| For what he called my philanthroppy | N |
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| Some blind suspicious fools rejoice | O |
| In doubting friends who wouldn't harm them | P |
| They will not hear the charmer's voice | O |
| However wisely he may charm them | P |
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| I showed him that his coat all dust | B |
| Top boots and cords provoked compassion | Q |
| And proved that men of station must | B |
| Conform to the decrees of fashion | Q |
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| I showed him where to buy his hat | B |
| To coat him trouser him and boot him | R |
| But no he wouldn't hear of that | B |
| He didn't think the style would suit him | R |
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| I offered him a county seat | B |
| And made no end of an oration | Q |
| I made it certainty complete | B |
| And introduced the deputation | Q |
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| But no the clown my prospect blights | O |
| The worth of birth it surely teaches | O |
| Why should I want to spend my nights | O |
| In Parliament a making speeches | O |
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| I haven't never been to school | D |
| I ain't had not no eddication | Q |
| And I should surely be a fool | D |
| To publish that to all the nation | Q |
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| I offered him a trotting horse | O |
| No hack had ever trotted faster | K |
| I also offered him of course | O |
| A rare and curious old master | K |
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| I offered to procure him weeds | O |
| Wines fit for one in his position | Q |
| But though an ass in all his deeds | O |
| He'd learnt the meaning of commission | Q |
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| He called me thief the other day | B |
| And daily from his door he thrusts me | N |
| Much more of this and soon I may | B |
| Begin to think that BROWN mistrusts me | N |
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| So deaf to all sound Reason's rule | D |
| This poor uneducated clown is | O |
| You canNOT fancy what a fool | D |
| Poor rich uneducated BROWN is | O |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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