The Eagle, The Sow, And The Cat Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCCCCCCCCDDEEFFGGC CCCHHIIJJKLMMNNCCOOC CPPCCQRSSCCTTUUFF VVCCWWXX CCTHE Queen of Birds t'encrease the Regal Stock | A |
Had hatch'd her young Ones in a stately Oak | B |
Whose Middle part was by a Cat possest | C |
And near the Root with Litter warmly drest | C |
A teeming Sow had made her peaceful Nest | C |
Thus Palaces are cramm'd from Roof to Ground | C |
And Animals as various in them found | C |
When to the Sow who no Misfortune fear'd | C |
Puss with her fawning Compliments appear'd | C |
Rejoicing much at her Deliv'ry past | C |
And that she 'scap'd so well who bred so fast | C |
Then every little Piglin she commends | D |
And likens them to all their swinish Friends | D |
Bestows good Wishes but with Sighs implies | E |
That some dark Fears do in her Bosom rise | E |
Such Tempting Flesh she cries will Eagles spare | F |
Methinks good Neighbour you should live in Care | F |
Since I who bring not forth such dainty Bits | G |
Tremble for my unpalatable Chits | G |
And had I but foreseen the Eagle's Bed | C |
Was in this fatal Tree to have been spread | C |
I sooner wou'd have kitten'd in the Road | C |
Than made this Place of Danger my abode | C |
I heard her young Ones lately cry for Pig | H |
And pity'd you that were so near and big | H |
In Friendship this I secretly reveal | I |
Lest Pettitoes shou'd make th' ensuing Meal | I |
Or else perhaps Yourself may be their aim | J |
For a Sow's Paps has been a Dish of Fame | J |
No more the sad affrighted Mother hears | K |
But overturning all with boist'rous Fears | L |
She from her helpless Young in haste departs | M |
Whilst Puss ascends to practice farther Arts | M |
The Anti chamber pass'd she scratch'd the Door | N |
The Eagle ne'er alarum'd so before | N |
Bids her come in and look the Cause be great | C |
That makes her thus disturb the Royal Seat | C |
Nor think of Mice and Rats some pest'ring Tale | O |
Shall in excuse of Insolence prevail | O |
Alas my Gracious Lady quoth the Cat | C |
I think not of such Vermin Mouse or Rat | C |
To me are tasteless grown nor dare I stir | P |
To use my Phangs or to expose my Fur | P |
A Foe intestine threatens all around | C |
And ev'n this lofty Structure will confound | C |
A Pestilential Sow a meazel'd Pork | Q |
On the Foundation has been long at work | R |
Help'd by a Rabble issu'd from her Womb | S |
Which she has foster'd in that lower Room | S |
Who now for Acorns are so madly bent | C |
That soon this Tree must fall for their Content | C |
I wou'd have fetch'd some for th' unruly Elves | T |
But 'tis the Mob's delight to help Themselves | T |
Whilst your high Brood must with the meanest drop | U |
And steeper be their Fall as next the Top | U |
Unless you soon to Jupiter repair | F |
And let him know the Case demands his Care | F |
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Oh May the Trunk but stand 'till you come back | V |
But hark already sure I hear it crack | V |
Away away The Eagle all agast | C |
Soars to the Sky nor falters in her haste | C |
Whilst crafty Puss now o'er the Eyry reigns | W |
Replenishing her Maw with treach'rous Gains | W |
The Sow she plunders next and lives alone | X |
The Pigs the Eaglets and the House her own | X |
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Curs'd Sycophants How wretched is the Fate | C |
Of those who know you not till 'tis too late | C |
Anne Kingsmill Finch
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