The Working Monarch Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DDEFFGDDHHFC IFFIBBHAAHAAHBBH FFJKKJLLHHFFMFFMNN KAAKAAKBBK

Rising early in the morningA
We proceed to light the fireB
Then our Majesty adorningA
In its work a day attireB
We embark without delayC
On the duties of the dayC
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First we polish off some batchesD
Of political despatchesD
And foreign politicians circumventE
Then if business isn't heavyF
We may hold a Royal LEVEEF
Or ratify some Acts of ParliamentG
Then we probably review the household troopsD
With the usual Shalloo humps and Shalloo hoopsD
Or receive with ceremonial and stateH
An interesting Eastern PotentateH
After that we generallyF
Go and dress our private VALETC
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It's a rather nervous duty he a touchy little manI
Write some letters literaryF
For our private secretaryF
He is shaky in his spelling so we help him if we canI
Then in view of cravings innerB
We go down and order dinnerB
Or we polish the Regalia and the Coronation PlateH
Spend an hour in titivatingA
All our Gentlemen in WaitingA
Or we run on little errands for the Ministers of StateH
Oh philosophers may singA
Of the troubles of a KingA
Yet the duties are delightful and the privileges greatH
But the privilege and pleasureB
That we treasure beyond measureB
Is to run on little errands for the Ministers of StateH
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After luncheon making merryF
On a bun and glass of sherryF
If we've nothing in particular to doJ
We may make a ProclamationK
Or receive a DeputationK
Then we possibly create a Peer or twoJ
Then we help a fellow creature on his pathL
With the Garter or the Thistle or the BathL
Or we dress and toddle off in semi StateH
To a festival a function or a FETEH
Then we go and stand as sentryF
At the Palace private entryF
Marching hither marching thither up and down and to and froM
While the warrior on dutyF
Goes in search of beer and beautyF
And it generally happens that he hasn't far to goM
He relieves us if he's ableN
Just in time to lay the tableN
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Then we dine and serve the coffee and at half past twelve or oneK
With a pleasure that's emphaticA
Then we seek our little atticA
With the gratifying feeling that our duty has been doneK
Oh philosophers may singA
Of the troubles of a KingA
But of pleasures there are many and of troubles there are noneK
And the culminating pleasureB
That we treasure beyond measureB
Is the gratifying feeling that our duty has been doneK

William Schwenck Gilbert



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