The Character Of Holland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEE FFGHIIJJ KKLLMM NNOOPPQQRPSSTT UUVVWWXXYYZZA2A2B2C2 ME HHD2E2F2F2G2G2FFH2H2 I2I2LLJ2J2K2K2L2L2 K2K2C2M2 OON2N2 O2O2L2L2P2P2Q2F2 R2R2S2S2T2T2R2R2 U2V2QQR2R2PPR2R2ZZ EEW2W2X2X2 R2R2OOR2R2Y2Y2Z2Z2QQ N2N2R2R2 N2N2R2R2A3A3OOR2R2 N2N2E2E2TTN2N2Holland that scarce deserves the name of land | A |
As but the off scouring of the British sand | A |
And so much earth as was contributed | B |
By English pilots when they heaved the lead | C |
Or what by th' ocean's slow alluvion fell | D |
Of shipwrecked cockle and the mussel shell | D |
This indigested vomit of the sea | E |
Fell to the Dutch by just propriety | E |
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Glad then as miners that have found the ore | F |
They with mad labour fished the land to shore | F |
And dived as desperately for each piece | G |
Of earth as if't had been of ambergris | H |
Collecting anxiously small loads of clay | I |
Less than what building swallows bear away | I |
Or than those pills which sordid beetles roll | J |
Transfusing into them their dunghill soul | J |
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How did they rivet with gigantic piles | K |
Thorough the centre of their new catch egrave d miles | K |
And to the stake a struggling country bound | L |
Where barking waves still bait the forc egrave d ground | L |
Building their watery Babel far more high | M |
To reach the sea than those to scale the sky | M |
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Yet still his claim the injured ocean laid | N |
And oft at leap frog o'er their steeples played | N |
As if on purpose it on land had come | O |
To show them what's their Mare Liberum | O |
A daily deluge over them does boil | P |
The earth and water play at level coil | P |
The fish ofttimes the burger dispossessed | Q |
And sat not as a meat but as a guest | Q |
And oft the tritons and the sea nymphs saw | R |
Whole shoals of Dutch served up for cabillau | P |
Or as they over the new level ranged | S |
For pickled herring pickled Heeren changed | S |
Nature it seemed ashamed of her mistake | T |
Would throw their land away at duck and drake | T |
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Therefore necessity that first made kings | U |
Something like government among them brings | U |
For as with pygmies who best kills the crane | V |
Among the hungry he that treasures grain | V |
Among the blind the one eyed blinkard reigns | W |
So rules among the drown egrave d he that drains | W |
Not who first sees the rising sun commands | X |
But who could first discern the rising lands | X |
Who best could know to pump an earth so leak | Y |
Him they their Lord and country's Father speak | Y |
To make a bank was a great plot of state | Z |
Invent a shovel and be magistrate | Z |
Hence some small dyke grave unperceived invades | A2 |
The power and grows as 'twere a King of Spades | A2 |
But for less envy some joint states endures | B2 |
Who look like a Commission of the Sewers | C2 |
For these Half anders half wet half dry | M |
Nor bear strict service nor pure liberty | E |
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'Tis probable religion after this | H |
Came next in order which they could not miss | H |
How could the Dutch but be converted when | D2 |
The Apostles were so many fishermen | E2 |
Besides the waters of themselves did rise | F2 |
And as their land so them did re baptize | F2 |
Though herring for their god few voices missed | G2 |
And Poor John to have been the Evangelist | G2 |
Faith that could never twins conveive before | F |
Never so fertile spawned upon this shore | F |
More pregnant than their Margaret that laid down | H2 |
For Hans in Kelder of a whole Hans town | H2 |
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Sure when religion did itself embark | I2 |
And from the East would Westward steer its ark | I2 |
It struck and splitting on this unknown ground | L |
Each one thence pillaged the first piece he found | L |
Hence Amsterdam Turk Christian Pagan Jew | J2 |
Staple of sects and mint of schism grew | J2 |
That bank of conscience where not one so strange | K2 |
Opinion but finds credit and exchange | K2 |
In vain for Catholics ourselves we bear | L2 |
The Universal Church is only there | L2 |
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Nor can civility there want for tillage | K2 |
Where wisely for their court they chose a village | K2 |
How fit a title clothes their governors | C2 |
Themselves the Hogs as all their subject Bores | M2 |
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Let it suffice to give their country fame | O |
That it had one Civilis called by name | O |
Some fifteen hundred and more years ago | N2 |
But surely never any that was so | N2 |
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See but their mermaids with their tails of fish | O2 |
Reeking at church over the chafing dish | O2 |
A vestal turf enshrined in earthen ware | L2 |
Fumes through the loopholes of a wooden square | L2 |
Each to the temple with these altars tend | P2 |
But still does place it at her western end | P2 |
While the fat stream of female sacrifice | Q2 |
Fills the priest's nostrils and puts out his eyes | F2 |
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Or what a spectacle the skipper gross | R2 |
A water Hercules butter coloss | R2 |
Tunned up with all their several towns of Beer | S2 |
When staggering upon some land snick and sneer | S2 |
They try like statuaries if they can | T2 |
Cut out each other's Athos to a man | T2 |
And carve in their large bodies where they please | R2 |
The arms of the United Provinces | R2 |
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But when such amity at home is showed | U2 |
What then are their confederacies abroad | V2 |
Let this one court'sy witness all the rest | Q |
When their whole navy they together pressed | Q |
Not Christian captives to redeem from bands | R2 |
Or intercept the Western golden sands | R2 |
No but all ancient rights and leagues must vail | P |
Rather than to the English strike their sail | P |
To whom their weather beaten province owes | R2 |
Itself when as some greater vessel tows | R2 |
A cockboat tossed with the same wind and fate | Z |
We buoyed so often up their sinking state | Z |
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Was this Jus Belli et Pacis Could this be | E |
Cause why their burgomaster of the sea | E |
Rammed with gun powder flaming with brand wine | W2 |
Should raging hold his linstock to the mine | W2 |
While with feigned treaties they invade by stealth | X2 |
Our sore new circumcis egrave d Commonwealth | X2 |
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Yet of his vain attempt no more he sees | R2 |
Than of case butter shot and bullet cheese | R2 |
And the torn navy staggered with him home | O |
While the sea laughed itself into a foam | O |
'Tis true since that as fortune kindly sports | R2 |
A wholesome danger drove us to our ports | R2 |
While half their banished keels the tempest tossed | Y2 |
Half bound at home in prison to the frost | Y2 |
That ours meantime at leisure might careen | Z2 |
In a calm winter under skies serene | Z2 |
As the obsequious air and waters rest | Q |
Till the dear halcyon hatch out all its nest | Q |
The Commonwealth doth by its losses grow | N2 |
And like its own seas only ebbs to flow | N2 |
Besides that very agitation laves | R2 |
And purges out the corruptible waves | R2 |
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And now again our arm egrave d Bucentore | N2 |
Doth yearly their sea nuptials restore | N2 |
And now their hydra of seven provinces | R2 |
Is strangled by our infant Hercules | R2 |
Their tortoise wants its vainly stretch egrave d neck | A3 |
Their navy all our conquest or our wreck | A3 |
Or what is left their Carthage overcome | O |
Would render fain unto our better Rome | O |
Unless our Senate lest their youth disuse | R2 |
The war but who would peace if begged refuse | R2 |
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For now of nothing may our state despair | N2 |
Darling of heaven and of men the care | N2 |
Provided that they be what they have been | E2 |
Watchful abroad and honest still within | E2 |
For while our Neptune doth a trident shake | T |
Steeled with those piercing heads Deane Monck and Blake | T |
And while Jove governs in the highest sphere | N2 |
Vainly in Hell let Pluto domineer | N2 |
Andrew Marvell
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