Man's Injustice Towards Providence Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEB FFFBBGGGBBHHBBIIJKLL MMNODDPPIIQQGGBBBBBB RSBBT UVVWG| A Thriving Merchant who no Loss sustained | A |
| In little time a mighty Fortune gain'd | A |
| No Pyrate seiz'd his still returning Freight | B |
| Nor foundring Vessel sunk with its own Weight | B |
| No Ruin enter'd through dissever'd Planks | C |
| No Wreck at Sea nor in the Publick Banks | C |
| Aloft he sails above the Reach of Chance | D |
| And do's in Pride as fast as Wealth advance | D |
| His Wife too had her Town and Country Seat | E |
| And rich in Purse concludes her Person Great | B |
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| A Dutchess wears not so much Gold and Lace | F |
| Then 'tis with Her an undisputed Case | F |
| The finest Petticoat must take the Place | F |
| Her Rooms anew at ev'ry Christ'ning drest | B |
| Put down the Court and vex the City Guest | B |
| Grinning Malottos in true Ermin stare | G |
| The best Japan and clearest China Ware | G |
| Are but as common Delft and English Laquar there | G |
| No Luxury's by either unenjoy'd | B |
| Or cost withheld tho' awkardly employ'd | B |
| How comes this Wealth A Country Friend demands | H |
| Who scarce cou'd live on Product of his Lands | H |
| How is it that when Trading is so bad | B |
| That some are Broke and some with Fears run Mad | B |
| You can in better State yourself maintain | I |
| And your Effects still unimpair'd remain | I |
| My Industry he cries is all the Cause | J |
| Sometimes I interlope and slight the Laws | K |
| I wiser Measures than my Neighbors take | L |
| And better speed who better Bargains make | L |
| I knew the Smyrna Fleet wou'd fall a Prey | M |
| And therefore sent no Vessel out that way | M |
| My busy Factors prudently I chuse | N |
| And in streight Bonds their Friends and Kindred noose | O |
| At Home I to the Publick Sums advance | D |
| Whilst under hand in Fee with hostile France | D |
| I care not for your Tourvills or Du Barts | P |
| No more than for the Rocks and Shelves in Charts | P |
| My own sufficiency creates my Gain | I |
| Rais'd and secur'd by this unfailing Brain | I |
| This idle Vaunt had scarcely past his Lips | Q |
| When Tydings came his ill provided Ships | Q |
| Some thro' the want of Skill and some of Care | G |
| Were lost or back return'd without their Fare | G |
| From bad to worse each Day his State declin'd | B |
| 'Till leaving Town and Wife and Debts behind | B |
| To his Acquaintance at the Rural Seat | B |
| He Sculks and humbly sues for a Retreat | B |
| Whence comes this Change has Wisdom left that Head | B |
| His Friend demands where such right Schemes were bred | B |
| What Phrenzy what Delirium mars the Scull | R |
| Which fill'd the Chests and was it self so full | S |
| Here interrupting sadly he Reply'd | B |
| In Me's no Change but Fate must all Things guide | B |
| To Providence I attribute my Loss | T |
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| Vain glorious Man do's thus the Praise engross | U |
| When Prosp'rous Days around him spread their Beams | V |
| But if revolv'd to opposite Extreams | V |
| Still his own Sence he fondly will prefer | W |
| And Providence not He in his Affairs must Err | G |
Anne Kingsmill Finch
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