Proverbial Philosophy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEDF A DDAGHIJKLMNOCPQDDPLD PADR S BPTUVWXYYZPPA2Y W B2BC2KD2BPAPPJE2PDVP F2

IntroductoryA
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Art thou beautiful O my daughter as the budding rose of AprilB
Are all thy motions music and is poetry throned in thine eyeC
Then hearken unto me and I will make the bud a fair flowerD
I will plant it upon the bank of Elegance and water it with the water of CologneE
And in the season it shall come out yea bloom the pride of the parterreD
Ladies shall marvel at its beauty and a Lord shall pluck it at the lastF
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Of ProprietyA
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Study first Propriety for she is indeed the PolestarD
Which shall guide the artless maiden through the mazes of Vanity FairD
Nay she is the golden chain which holdeth together SocietyA
The lamp by whose light young Psyche shall approach unblamed her ErosG
Verily Truth is as Eve which was ashamed being nakedH
Wherefore doth Propriety dress her with the fair foliage of artificeI
And when she is drest behold she knoweth not herself againJ
I walked in the Forest and above me stood the YewK
Stood like a slumbering giant shrouded in impenetrable shadeL
Then I pass'd into the citizen's garden and marked a tree clipt into shapeM
The giant's locks had been shorn by the Dalilahshears of DecorumN
And I said Surely nature is goodly but how much goodlier is ArtO
I heard the wild notes of the lark floating far over the blue skyC
And my foolish heart went after him and lo I blessed him as he roseP
Foolish for far better is the trained boudoir bulfinchQ
Which pipeth the semblance of a tune and mechanically draweth up waterD
And the reinless steed of the desert though his neck be clothed with thunderD
Must yield to him that danceth and 'moveth in the circles' at Astley'sP
For verily O my daughter the world is a masqueradeL
And God made thee one thing that thou mightest make thyself anotherD
A maiden's heart is as champagne ever aspiring and struggling upwardsP
And it needeth that its motions be checked by the silvered cork of ProprietyA
He that can afford the price his be the precious treasureD
Let him drink deeply of its sweetness nor grumble if it tasteth of the corkR
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OF FRIENDSHIPS
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Choose judiciously thy friends for to discard them is undesirableB
Yet it is better to drop thy friends O my daughter than to drop thy 'H's'P
Dost thou know a wise woman yea wiser than the children of lightT
Hath she a position and a title and are her parties in the Morning PostU
If thou dost cleave unto her and give up unto her thy body and mindV
Think with her ideas and distribute thy smiles at her biddingW
So shalt thou become like unto her and thy manners shall be formedX
And thy name shall be a Sesame at which the doors of the great shall fly openY
Thou shalt know every Peer his arms and the date of his creationY
His pedigree and their intermarriages and cousins to the sixth removeZ
Thou shalt kiss the hand of Royalty and lo in next morning's papersP
Side by side with rumours of wars and stories of shipwrecks and siegesP
Shall appear thy name and the minutiae of thy head dress and petticoatA2
For an enraptured public to muse upon over their matutinal muffinY
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Of ReadingW
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Read not Milton for he is dry nor Shakespeare for he wrote of common lifeB2
Nor Scott for his romances though fascinating are yet intelligibleB
Nor Thackeray for he is a Hogarth a photographer who flattereth notC2
Nor Kingsley for he shall teach thee that thou shouldest not dream but doK
Read incessantly thy Burke that Burke who nobler than he of oldD2
Treateth of the Peer and Peeress the truly Sublime and BeautifulB
Likewise study the creations of the Prince of modern RomanceP
Sigh over Leonard the Martyr and smile on Pelham the puppyA
Learn how love is the dram drinking of existenceP
And how we invoke in the Gadara of our still closetsP
The beautiful ghost of the Ideal with the simple wand of the penJ
Listen how Maltravers and the orphan forgot all but loveE2
And how Devereux's family chaplain made and unmade kingsP
How Eugene Aram though a thief a liar and a murdererD
Yet being intellectual was amongst the noblest of mankindV
So shalt thou live in a world peopled with heroes and master spiritsP
And if thou canst not realise the Ideal thou shalt at least idealise the RealF2

Charles Stuart Calverley



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