To My Dear Friend M. Ben Jonson, On His Fox Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFAAGGHHIIJJ KLMMNN

If it might stand with justice to allowA
The swift conversion of all follies nowA
Such is my mercy that I could admitB
All sorts should equally approve the witB
Of this thy even work whose growing fameC
Shall raise thee high and thou it with thy nameC
And did not manners and my love commandD
Me to forbear to make those understandD
Whom thou perhaps hast in thy wiser doomE
Long since firmly resolved shall never comeF
To know more than they do I would have shewnA
To all the world the art which thou aloneA
Hast taught our tongue the rules of time of placeG
And other rites delivered with the graceG
Of comic style which only is far moreH
Than any English stage hath known beforeH
But since our subtle gallants think it goodI
To like of nought that may be understoodI
Lest they should he disproved or have at bestJ
Stomachs so raw that nothing can digestJ
But what's obscene or barks let us desireK
They may continue simply to admireL
Fine clothes and strange words and may live in ageM
To see themselves ill brought upon the stageM
And like it whilst thy bold and knowing museN
Contemns all praise but such as thou wouldst chooseN

Francis Beaumont



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