The Talented Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDE FGHGIEIE JKJKIEIE LMLNOEOE JPJPIEIE QRQSTETE EUEUFEFE EIEITETE| Dear Alice you'll laugh when you know it | A |
| Last week at the Duchess's ball | B |
| I danced with the clever new poet | C |
| You've heard of him Tully St Paul | B |
| Miss Jonquil was perfectly frantic | D |
| I wish you had seen Lady Anne | E |
| It really was very romantic | D |
| He is such a talanted man | E |
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| He came up from Brazenose College | F |
| Just caught as they call it this spring | G |
| And his head love is stuffed full of knowledge | H |
| Of every conceivable thing | G |
| Of science and logic he chatters | I |
| As fine and as fast as he can | E |
| Though I am no judge of such matters | I |
| I'm sure he's a talented man | E |
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| His stories and jests are delightful | J |
| Not stories or jests dear for you | K |
| The jests are exceedingly spiteful | J |
| The stories not always quite true | K |
| Perhaps to be kind and veracious | I |
| May do pretty well at Lausanne | E |
| But it never would answer good gracious | I |
| Chez nous in a talented man | E |
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| He sneers how my Alice would scold him | L |
| At the bliss of a sigh or a tear | M |
| He laughed only think when I told him | L |
| How we cried o'er Trevelyan last year | N |
| I vow I was quite in a passion | O |
| I broke all the sticks of my fan | E |
| But sentiment's quite out of fashion | O |
| It seems in a talented man | E |
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| Lady Bab who is terribly moral | J |
| Has told me that Tully is vain | P |
| And apt which is silly to quarrel | J |
| And fond which is sad of champagne | P |
| I listened and doubted dear Alice | I |
| For I saw when my Lady began | E |
| It was only the Dowager's malice | I |
| She does hate a talented man | E |
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| He's hideous I own it But fame love | Q |
| Is all that these eyes can adore | R |
| He's lame but Lord Byron was lame love | Q |
| And dumpy but so is Tom Moore | S |
| Then his voice such a voice my sweet creature | T |
| It's like your Aunt Lucy's toucan | E |
| But oh what's a tone or a feature | T |
| When once one's a talented man | E |
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| My mother you know all the season | E |
| Has talked of Sir Geoffrey's estate | U |
| And truly to do the fool reason | E |
| He has been less horrid of late | U |
| But today when we drive in the carriage | F |
| I'll tell her to lay down her plan | E |
| If ever I venture on marriage | F |
| It must be a talented man | E |
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| P S I have found on reflection | E |
| One fault in my friend entre nous | I |
| Without it he'd just be perfection | E |
| Poor fellow he has not a sou | I |
| And so when he comes in September | T |
| To shoot with my uncle Sir Dan | E |
| I've promised mamma to remember | T |
| He's only a talented man | E |
Winthrop Mackworth Praed
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