Farewell To London Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GEHE IDID JKJK EDED EEEE ELEL GMGM NONO APQB DGDG| Dear damn'd distracting town farewell | A |
| Thy fools no more I'll tease | B |
| This year in peace ye critics dwell | A |
| Ye harlots sleep at ease | B |
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| Soft B and rough C s adieu | C |
| Earl Warwick made your moan | D |
| The lively H k and you | C |
| May knock up whores alone | D |
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| To drink and droll be Rowe allow'd | E |
| Till the third watchman's toll | F |
| Let Jervas gratis paint and Frowde | E |
| Save three pence and his soul | F |
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| Farewell Arbuthnot's raillery | G |
| On every learned sot | E |
| And Garth the best good Christian he | H |
| Although he knows it not | E |
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| Lintot farewell thy bard must go | I |
| Farewell unhappy Tonson | D |
| Heaven gives thee for thy loss of Rowe | I |
| Lean Philips and fat Johnson | D |
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| Why should I stay Both parties rage | J |
| My vixen mistress squalls | K |
| The wits in envious feuds engage | J |
| And Homer damn him calls | K |
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| The love of arts lies cold and dead | E |
| In Halifax's urn | D |
| And not one Muse of all he fed | E |
| Has yet the grace to mourn | D |
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| My friends by turns my friends confound | E |
| Betray and are betrayed | E |
| Poor Y r's sold for fifty pound | E |
| And B ll is a jade | E |
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| Why make I friendships with the great | E |
| When I no favour seek | L |
| Or follow girls seven hours in eight | E |
| I us'd but once a week | L |
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| Still idle with a busy air | G |
| Deep whimsies to contrive | M |
| The gayest valetudinaire | G |
| Most thinking rake alive | M |
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| Solicitous for others' ends | N |
| Though fond of dear repose | O |
| Careless or drowsy with my friends | N |
| And frolic with my foes | O |
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| Luxurious lobster nights farewell | A |
| For sober studious days | P |
| And Burlington's delicious meal | Q |
| For salads tarts and pease | B |
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| Adieu to all but Gay alone | D |
| Whose soul sincere and free | G |
| Loves all mankind but flatters none | D |
| And so may starve with me | G |
Alexander Pope
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