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The Duellist.[1] Book I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In Three Books	A
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The clock struck twelve o'er half the globe	B
Darkness had spread her pitchy robe	B
Morpheus his feet with velvet shod	C
Treading as if in fear he trod	C
Gentle as dews at even tide	D
Distill'd his poppies far and wide	D
Ambition who when waking dreams	E
Of mighty but fantastic schemes	E
Who when asleep ne'er knows that rest	F
With which the humbler soul is blest	F
Was building castles in the air	G
Goodly to look upon and fair	G
But on a bad foundation laid	H
Doom'd at return of morn to fade	H
Pale Study by the taper's light	I
Wearing away the watch of night	I
Sat reading but with o'ercharged head	J
Remember'd nothing that he read	J
Starving 'midst plenty with a face	K
Which might the court of Famine grace	K
Ragged and filthy to behold	L
Gray Avarice nodded o'er his gold	L
Jealousy his quick eye half closed	M
With watchings worn reluctant dozed	M
And mean Distrust not quite forgot	N
Slumber'd as if he slumber'd not	N
Stretch'd at his length on the bare ground	O
His hardy offspring sleeping round	O
Snored restless Labour by his side	D
Lay Health a coarse but comely bride	D
Virtue without the doctor's aid	H
In the soft arms of Sleep was laid	H
Whilst Vice within the guilty breast	F
Could not be physic'd into rest	F
Thou bloody man whose ruffian knife	P
Is drawn against thy neighbour's life	P
And never scruples to descend	Q
Into the bosom of a friend	Q
A firm fast friend by vice allied	D
And to thy secret service tied	D
In whom ten murders breed no awe	R
If properly secured from law	S
Thou man of lust whom passion fires	T
To foulest deeds whose hot desires	T
O'er honest bars with ease make way	U
Whilst idiot beauty falls a prey	U
And to indulge thy brutal flame	V
A Lucrece must be brought to shame	V
Who dost a brave bold sinner bear	G
Rank incest to the open air	G
And rapes full blown upon thy crown	W
Enough to weigh a nation down	W
Thou simular of lust vain man	X
Whose restless thoughts still form the plan	X
Of guilt which wither'd to the root	Y
Thy lifeless nerves can't execute	Y
Whilst in thy marrowless dry bones	Z
Desire without enjoyment groans	Z
Thou perjured wretch whom falsehood clothes	A2
E'en like a garment who with oaths	A2
Dost trifle as with brokers meant	B2
To serve thy every vile intent	B2
In the day's broad and searching eye	C2
Making God witness to a lie	C2
Blaspheming heaven and earth for pelf	P
And hanging friends to save thyself	P
Thou son of Chance whose glorious soul	D2
On the four aces doom'd to roll	D2
Was never yet with Honour caught	N
Nor on poor Virtue lost one thought	E2
Who dost thy wife thy children set	F2
Thy all upon a single bet	F2
Risking the desperate stake to try	C2
Here and hereafter on a die	C2
Who thy own private fortune lost	G2
Dost game on at thy country's cost	H2
And grown expert in sharping rules	I2
First fool'd thyself now prey'st on fools	I2
Thou noble gamester whose high place	K
Gives too much credit to disgrace	K
Who with the motion of a die	C2
Dost make a mighty island fly	C2
The sums I mean of good French gold	L
For which a mighty island sold	L
Who dost betray intelligence	J2
Abuse the dearest confidence	J2
And private fortune to create	K2
Most falsely play the game of state	K2
Who dost within the Alley sport	L2
Sums which might beggar a whole court	L2
And make us bankrupts all if Care	G
With good Earl Talbot was not there	G
Thou daring infidel whom pride	D
And sin have drawn from Reason's side	D
Who fearing his avengeful rod	C
Dost wish not to believe a God	C
Whose hope is founded on a plan	X
Which should distract the soul of man	X
And make him curse his abject birth	M2
Whose hope is once return'd to earth	M2
There to lie down for worms a feast	N2
To rot and perish like a beast	N2
Who dost of punishment afraid	H
And by thy crimes a coward made	H
To every generous soul a curse	O2
Than Hell and all her torments worse	O2
When crawling to thy latter end	Q
Call on Destruction as a friend	Q
Choosing to crumble into dust	P2
Rather than rise though rise you must	P2
Thou hypocrite who dost profane	Q2
And take the patriot's name in vain	Q2
Then most thy country's foe when most	R2
Of love and loyalty you boast	R2
Who for the love of filthy gold	L
Thy friend thy king thy God hast sold	L
And mocking the just claim of Hell	S2
Were bidders found thyself wouldst sell	S2
Ye villains of whatever name	V
Whatever rank to whom the claim	V
Of Hell is certain on whose lids	T2
That worm which never dies forbids	T2
Sweet sleep to fall come and behold	L
Whilst envy makes your blood run cold	L
Behold by pitiless Conscience led	J
So Justice wills that holy bed	J
Where Peace her full dominion keeps	U2
And Innocence with Holland sleeps	U2
Bid Terror posting on the wind	V2
Affray the spirits of mankind	V2
Bid Earthquakes heaving for a vent	B2
Rive their concealing continent	W2
And forcing an untimely birth	M2
Through the vast bowels of the earth	M2
Endeavour in her monstrous womb	X2
At once all Nature to entomb	X2
Bid all that's horrible and dire	Y2
All that man hates and fears conspire	Z2
To make night hideous as they can	X
Still is thy sleep thou virtuous man	X
Pure as the thoughts which in thy breast	F
Inhabit and insure thy rest	F
Still shall thy Ayliffe taught though late	K2
Thy friendly justice in his fate	K2
Turn'd to a guardian angel spread	J
Sweet dreams of comfort round thy head	J
Dark was the night by Fate decreed	A3
For the contrivance of a deed	A3
More black than common which might make	B3
This land from her foundations shake	B3
Might tear up Freedom by the root	Y
Destroy a Wilkes and fix a Bute	Y
Deep Horror held her wide domain	Q2
The sky in sullen drops of rain	Q2
Forewept the morn and through the air	G
Which opening laid its bosom bare	G
Loud thunders roll'd and lightning stream'd	C3
The owl at Freedom's window scream'd	C3
The screech owl prophet dire whose breath	D3
Brings sickness and whose note is death	D3
The churchyard teem'd and from the tomb	X2
All sad and silent through the gloom	X2
The ghosts of men in former times	E3
Whose public virtues were their crimes	E3
Indignant stalk'd sorrow and rage	F3
Blank'd their pale cheeks in his own age	F3
The prop of Freedom Hampden there	G
Felt after death the generous care	G
Sidney by grief from heaven was kept	G3
And for his brother patriot wept	G3
All friends of Liberty when Fate	K2
Prepared to shorten Wilkes's date	K2
Heaved deeply hurt the heartfelt groan	H3
And knew that wound to be their own	H3
Hail Liberty a glorious word	I3
In other countries scarcely heard	I3
Or heard but as a thing of course	J3
Without or energy or force	J3
Here felt enjoy'd adored she springs	K3
Far far beyond the reach of kings	K3
Fresh blooming from our mother Earth	M2
With pride and joy she owns her birth	M2
Derived from us and in return	L3
Bids in our breasts her genius burn	L3
Bids us with all those blessings live	P
Which Liberty alone can give	P
Or nobly with that spirit die	C2
Which makes death more than victory	M3
Hail those old patriots on whose tongue	N3
Persuasion in the senate hung	N3
Whilst they the sacred cause maintain'd	O3
Hail those old chiefs to honour train'd	O3
Who spread when other methods fail'd	P3
War's bloody banner and prevail'd	P3
Shall men like these unmention'd sleep	Q3
Promiscuous with the common heap	Q3
And Gratitude forbid the crime	R3
Be carried down the stream of time	R3
In shoals unnoticed and forgot	N
On Lethe's stream like flags to rot	N
No they shall live and each fair name	V
Recorded in the book of Fame	V
Founded on Honour's basis fast	S3
As the round earth to ages last	S3
Some virtues vanish with our breath	D3
Virtue like this lives after death	D3
Old Time himself his scythe thrown by	C2
Himself lost in eternity	M3
An everlasting crown shall twine	T3
To make a Wilkes and Sidney join	U3
But should some slave got villain dare	G
Chains for his country to prepare	G
And by his birth to slavery broke	V3
Make her too feel the galling yoke	V3
May he be evermore accursed	M3
Amongst bad men be rank'd the worst	M3
May he be still himself and still	W3
Go on in vice and perfect ill	W3
May his broad crimes each day increase	X3
Till he can't live nor die in peace	X3
May he be plunged so deep in shame	V
That Satan mayn't endure his name	V
And hear scarce crawling on the earth	M2
His children curse him for their birth	M2
May Liberty beyond the grave	P
Ordain him to be still a slave	P
Grant him what here he most requires	T
And damn him with his own desires	T
But should some villain in support	M3
And zeal for a despairing court	M3
Placing in craft his confidence	J2
And making honour a pretence	J2
To do a deed of deepest shame	V
Whilst filthy lucre is his aim	V
Should such a wretch with sword or knife	P
Contrive to practise 'gainst the life	P
Of one who honour'd through the land	M3
For Freedom made a glorious stand	M3
Whose chief perhaps his only crime	R3
Is if plain Truth at such a time	R3
May dare her sentiments to tell	S2
That he his country loves too well	S2
May he but words are all too weak	Y3
The feelings of my heart to speak	Y3
May he oh for a noble curse	J2
Which might his very marrow pierce	J2
The general contempt engage	F3
And be the Martin of his age	F3