The Alchemist: Prologue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKKK| Fortune that favours fools these two short hours | A |
| We wish away both for your sakes and ours | A |
| Judging spectators and desire in place | B |
| To the author justice to ourselves but grace | B |
| Our scene is London 'cause we would make known | C |
| No country's mirth is better than our own | C |
| No clime breeds better matter for your whore | D |
| Bawd squire impostor many persons more | D |
| Whose manners now call'd humours feed the stage | E |
| And which have still been subject for the rage | E |
| Or spleen of comic writers Though this pen | F |
| Did never aim to grieve but better men | F |
| Howe'er the age he lives in doth endure | G |
| The vices that she breeds above their cure | G |
| But when the wholesome remedies are sweet | H |
| And in their working gain and profit meet | H |
| He hopes to find no spirit so much diseased | I |
| But will with such fair correctives be pleased | I |
| For here he doth not fear who can apply | J |
| If there be any that will sit so nigh | J |
| Unto the stream to look what it doth run | K |
| They shall find things they'd think or wish were done | K |
| They are so natural follies but so shewn | K |
| As even the doers may see and yet not own | K |
Ben Jonson
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