The Brass-pot And Stone-jugg Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEEEFFGGHHGGII IIJJKKAAIIKKAAKKLLMM KKAAAANNOOLLAAA| A brazen Pot by scouring vext | A |
| With Beef and Pudding still perplext | A |
| Resolv'd t' attempt a nobler Life | B |
| Urging the Jugg to share the Strife | B |
| Brother quoth he Love to endear | C |
| Why shou'd We Two continue here | C |
| To serve and cook such homely Cheer | D |
| Who tho' we move with awkward pace | E |
| Your stony Bowels and my Face | E |
| Abroad can't miss of Wealth and Place | E |
| Then let us instantly be going | F |
| And see what in the World is Doing | F |
| The bloated Jugg supine and lazy | G |
| Who made no Wish but to be easy | G |
| Nor like it's Owner e'er did think | H |
| Of ought but to be fill'd with Drink | H |
| Yet something mov'd by this fine Story | G |
| And frothing higher with Vain glory | G |
| Reply'd he never wanted Metal | I |
| But had not Sides like sturdy Kettle | I |
| That in a Croud cou'd shove and bustle | I |
| And to Preferment bear the Justle | I |
| When the first Knock would break His Measures | J |
| And stop his Rise to Place and Treasures | J |
| Sure quoth the Pot thy Scull is thicker | K |
| Than ever was thy muddiest Liquor | K |
| Go I not with thee for thy Guard | A |
| To take off Blows and Dangers ward | A |
| And hast thou never heard that Cully | I |
| Is borne thro' all by daring Bully | I |
| Your self reply'd the Drink conveigher | K |
| May be my Ruin and Betrayer | K |
| A Superiority you boast | A |
| And dress the Meat I but the Toast | A |
| Than mine your Constitution's stronger | K |
| And in Fatigues can hold out longer | K |
| And shou'd one Bang from you be taken | L |
| I into Nothing shou'd be shaken | L |
| A d'autre cry'd the Pot in scorn | M |
| Dost think there's such a Villain born | M |
| That when he proffers Aid and Shelter | K |
| Will rudely fall to Helter Skelter | K |
| No more but follow to the Road | A |
| Where Each now drags his pond'rous Load | A |
| And up the Hill were almost clamber'd | A |
| When may it ever be remember'd | A |
| Down rolls the Jugg and after rattles | N |
| The most perfidious of all Kettles | N |
| At every Molehill gives a Jump | O |
| Nor rests till by obdurate Thump | O |
| The Pot of Stone to shivers broken | L |
| Sends each misguided Fool a Token | L |
| To show them by this fatal Test | A |
| That Equal Company is best | A |
| Where none Oppress nor are Opprest | A |
Anne Kingsmill Finch
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