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The Ghost - Book Iv Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Coxcombs who vainly make pretence	A
To something of exalted sense	A
'Bove other men and gravely wise	A
Affect those pleasures to despise	A
Which merely to the eye confined	B
Bring no improvement to the mind	B
Rail at all pomp they would not go	C
For millions to a puppet show	C
Nor can forgive the mighty crime	D
Of countenancing pantomime	D
No not at Covent Garden where	E
Without a head for play or player	F
Or could a head be found most fit	G
Without one player to second it	G
They must obeying Folly's call	H
Thrive by mere show or not at all	H
With these grave fops who bless their brains	A
Most cruel to themselves take pains	A
For wretchedness and would be thought	I
Much wiser than a wise man ought	I
For his own happiness to be	J
Who what they hear and what they see	J
And what they smell and taste and feel	K
Distrust till Reason sets her seal	K
And by long trains of consequences	A
Insured gives sanction to the senses	A
Who would not Heaven forbid it waste	L
One hour in what the world calls Taste	L
Nor fondly deign to laugh or cry	M
Unless they know some reason why	M
With these grave fops whose system seems	A
To give up certainty for dreams	A
The eye of man is understood	N
As for no other purpose good	N
Than as a door through which of course	A
Their passage crowding objects force	A
A downright usher to admit	G
New comers to the court of Wit	G
Good Gravity forbear thy spleen	O
When I say Wit I Wisdom mean	O
Where such the practice of the court	P
Which legal precedents support	P
Not one idea is allow'd	Q
To pass unquestion'd in the crowd	Q
But ere it can obtain the grace	A
Of holding in the brain a place	A
Before the chief in congregation	R
Must stand a strict examination	R
Not such as those who physic twirl	S
Full fraught with death from every curl	S
Who prove with all becoming state	T
Their voice to be the voice of Fate	T
Prepared with essence drop and pill	U
To be another Ward or Hill	U
Before they can obtain their ends	A
To sign death warrants for their friends	A
And talents vast as theirs employ	V
Secundum artem to destroy	V
Must pass or laws their rage restrain	W
Before the chiefs of Warwick Lane	W
Thrice happy Lane where uncontroll'd	X
In power and lethargy grown old	X
Most fit to take in this bless'd land	Y
The reins which fell from Wyndham's hand	Y
Her lawful throne great Dulness rears	A
Still more herself as more in years	A
Where she and who shall dare deny	M
Her right when Reeves and Chauncy's by	M
Calling to mind in ancient time	D
One Garth who err'd in wit and rhyme	D
Ordains from henceforth to admit	G
None of the rebel sons of Wit	G
And makes it her peculiar care	E
That Schomberg never shall be there	E
Not such as those whom Polly trains	A
To letters though unbless'd with brains	A
Who destitute of power and will	U
To learn are kept to learning still	U
Whose heads when other methods fail	Z
Receive instruction from the tail	Z
Because their sires a common case	A
Which brings the children to disgrace	A
Imagine it a certain rule	A2
They never could beget a fool	A2
Must pass or must compound for ere	E
The chaplain full of beef and prayer	E
Will give his reverend permit	G
Announcing them for orders fit	G
So that the prelate what's a name	B2
All prelates now are much the same	B2
May with a conscience safe and quiet	C2
With holy hands lay on that fiat	D2
Which doth all faculties dispense	A
All sanctity all faith all sense	A
Makes Madan quite a saint appear	E2
And makes an oracle of Cheere	E2
Not such as in that solemn seat	F2
Where the Nine Ladies hold retreat	F2
The Ladies Nine who as we're told	X
Scorning those haunts they loved of old	X
The banks of Isis now prefer	E2
Nor will one hour from Oxford stir	E2
Are held for form which Balaam's ass	A
As well as Balaam's self might pass	A
And with his master take degrees	A
Could he contrive to pay the fees	A
Men of sound parts who deeply read	G2
O'erload the storehouse of the head	G2
With furniture they ne'er can use	A
Cannot forgive our rambling Muse	A
This wild excursion cannot see	J
Why Physic and Divinity	J
To the surprise of all beholders	J
Are lugg'd in by the head and shoulders	J
Or how in any point of view	H2
Oxford hath any thing to do	H2
But men of nice and subtle learning	I2
Remarkable for quick discerning	I2
Through spectacles of critic mould	X
Without instruction will behold	X
That we a method here have got	J2
To show what is by what is not	J2
And that our drift parenthesis	J
For once apart is briefly this	J
Within the brain's most secret cells	J
A certain Lord Chief Justice dwells	J
Of sovereign power whom one and all	H
With common voice we Reason call	H
Though for the purposes of satire	E2
A name in truth is no great matter	E2
Jefferies or Mansfield which you will	U
It means a Lord Chief Justice still	U
Here so our great projectors say	J
The Senses all must homage pay	J
Hither they all must tribute bring	I2
And prostrate fall before their king	I2
Whatever unto them is brought	I
Is carried on the wings of Thought	I
Before his throne where in full state	T
He on their merits holds debate	T
Examines cross examines weighs	J
Their right to censure or to praise	J
Nor doth his equal voice depend	K2
On narrow views of foe and friend	K2
Nor can or flattery or force	J
Divert him from his steady course	J
The channel of Inquiry's clear	E2
No sham examination's here	E2
He upright justicer no doubt	L2
Ad libitum puts in and out	L2
Adjusts and settles in a trice	J
What virtue is and what is vice	J
What is perfection what defect	M2
What we must choose and what reject	M2
He takes upon him to explain	W
What pleasure is and what is pain	W
Whilst we obedient to the whim	N2
And resting all our faith on him	N2
True members of the Stoic Weal	U
Must learn to think and cease to feel	U
This glorious system form'd for man	O2
To practise when and how he can	O2
If the five Senses in alliance	J
To Reason hurl a proud defiance	J
And though oft conquer'd yet unbroke	I2
Endeavour to throw off that yoke	I2
Which they a greater slavery hold	X
Than Jewish bondage was of old	X
Or if they something touch'd with shame	B2
Allow him to retain the name	B2
Of Royalty and as in sport	P
To hold a mimic formal court	P
Permitted no uncommon thing	I2
To be a kind of puppet king	I2
And suffer'd by the way of toy	V
To hold a globe but not employ	V
Our system mongers struck with fear	E2
Prognosticate destruction near	E2
All things to anarchy must run	R
The little world of man's undone	R
Nay should the Eye that nicest sense	J
Neglect to send intelligence	J
Unto the Brain distinct and clear	E2
Of all that passes in her sphere	E2
Should she presumptuous joy receive	P2
Without the Understanding's leave	P2
They deem it rank and daring treason	R
Against the monarchy of Reason	R
Not thinking though they're wondrous wise	J
That few have reason most have eyes	J
So that the pleasures of the mind	B
To a small circle are confined	B
Whilst those which to the senses fall	U
Become the property of all	U
Besides and this is sure a case	J
Not much at present out of place	J
Where Nature reason doth deny	M
No art can that defect supply	M
But if for it is our intent	Q2
Fairly to state the argument	R2
A man should want an eye or two	H2
The remedy is sure though new	H2
The cure's at hand no need of fear	E2
For proof behold the Chevalier	E2
As well prepared beyond all doubt	L2
To put eyes in as put them out	L2
But argument apart which tends	J
To embitter foes and separate friends	J
Nor turn'd apostate from the Nine	S2
Would I though bred up a divine	S2
And foe of course to Reason's Weal	M
Widen that breach I cannot heal	M
By his own sense and feelings taught	I
In speech as liberal as in thought	I
Let every man enjoy his whim	N2
What's he to me or I to him	N2
Might I though never robed in ermine	R
A matter of this weight determine	R
No penalties should settled be	J
To force men to hypocrisy	J
To make them ape an awkward zeal	M
And feeling not pretend to feel	M
I would not have might sentence rest	T2
Finally fix'd within my breast	T2
E'en Annet censured and confined	B
Because we're of a different mind	B
Nature who in her act most free	J
Herself delights in liberty	J
Profuse in love and without bound	U2
Pours joy on every crea	J