The Borough. Letter Viii: Trades Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB ACDEEE FFGGHHIIJJEEKKLLMMNN O K EEPPQREESSNNTTEEUUKK AAVVWWXYE ZZIIEEA2A2B2B2EEEEC2 C2EED2 EE E2E2EEF2F2KKG2G2EG2 ELLEEC2C2G2G2EEFFF2F 2H2H2I2 EEEEG2G2G2G2WW J2W EEAAK2 G2G2G2G2G2G2G2 WWWG2G2L2L2G2G2G2G2G 2K G2WWM2N2O2P2Q2Q2EER2 R2EEC2C2G2G2WWC2C2G2 G2E EEE| OF manufactures trade inventions rare | A |
| Steam towers and looms you'd know our Borough's | B |
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| share | A |
| 'Tis small we boast not these rich subjects here | C |
| Who hazard thrice ten thousand pounds a year | D |
| We've no huge buildings where incessant noise | E |
| Is made by springs and spindles girls and boys | E |
| Where 'mid such thundering sounds the maiden's | E |
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| song | F |
| Is 'Harmony in Uproar' all day long | F |
| Still common minds with us in common trade | G |
| Have gain'd more wealth than ever student made | G |
| And yet a merchant when he gives his son | H |
| His college learning thinks his duty done | H |
| A way to wealth he leaves his boy to find | I |
| Just when he's made for the discovery blind | I |
| Jones and his wife perceived their elder boy | J |
| Took to his learning and it gave them joy | J |
| This they encouraged and were bless'd to see | E |
| Their son a fellow with a high degree | E |
| A living fell he married and his sire | K |
| Declared 'twas all a father could require | K |
| Children then bless'd them and when letters came | L |
| The parents proudly told each grandchild's name | L |
| Meantime the sons at home in trade were placed | M |
| Money their object just the father's taste | M |
| Saving he lived and long and when he died | N |
| He gave them all his fortune to divide | N |
| 'Martin ' said he 'at vast expense was taught | O |
| He gain'd his wish and has the ease he sought ' | - |
| Thus the good priest the Christian scholar | K |
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| finds | E |
| 'What estimate is made by vulgar minds | E |
| He sees his brothers who had every gift | P |
| Of thriving now assisted in their thrift | P |
| While he whom learning habits all prevent | Q |
| Is largely mulct for each impediment | R |
| Yet let us own that Trade has much of chance | E |
| Not all the careful by their care advance | E |
| With the same parts and prospects one a seat | S |
| Builds for himself one finds it in the Fleet | S |
| Then to the wealthy you will see denied | N |
| Comforts and joys that with the poor abide | N |
| There are who labour through the year and yet | T |
| No more have gain'd than not to be in debt | T |
| Who still maintain the same laborious course | E |
| Yet pleasure hails them from some favourite source | E |
| And health amusements children wife or friend | U |
| With life's dull views their consolations blend | U |
| Nor these alone possess the lenient power | K |
| Of soothing life in the desponding hour | K |
| Some favourite studies some delightful care | A |
| The mind with trouble and distresses share | A |
| And by a coin a flower a verse a boat | V |
| The stagnant spirits have been set afloat | V |
| They pleased at first and then the habit grew | W |
| Till the fond heart no higher pleasure knew | W |
| Till from all cares and other comforts freed | X |
| Th' important nothing took in life the lead | Y |
| With all his phlegm it broke a Dutchman's | E |
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| heart | Z |
| At a vast price with one loved root to part | Z |
| And toys like these fill many a British mind | I |
| Although their hearts are found of firmer kind | I |
| Oft have I smiled the happy pride to see | E |
| Of humble tradesmen in their evening glee | E |
| When of some pleasing fancied good possess'd | A2 |
| Each grew alert was busy and was bless'd | A2 |
| Whether the call bird yield the hour's delight | B2 |
| Or magnified in microscope the mite | B2 |
| Or whether tumblers croppers carriers seize | E |
| The gentle mind they rule it and they please | E |
| There is my friend the Weaver strong desires | E |
| Reign in his breast 'tis beauty he admires | E |
| See to the shady grove he wings his way | C2 |
| And feels in hope the raptures of the day | C2 |
| Eager he looks and soon to glad his eyes | E |
| From the sweet bower by nature form'd arise | E |
| Bright troops of virgin moths and fresh born | D2 |
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| butterflies | E |
| Who broke that morning from their half year's | E |
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| sleep | E2 |
| To fly o'er flowers where they were wont to creep | E2 |
| Above the sovereign oak a sovereign skims | E |
| The purple Emp'ror strong in wing and limbs | E |
| There fair Camilla takes her flight serene | F2 |
| Adonis blue and Paphia silver queen | F2 |
| With every filmy fly from mead or bower | K |
| And hungry Sphinx who threads the honey'd flower | K |
| She o'er the Larkspur's bed where sweets abound | G2 |
| Views ev'ry bell and hums th' approving sound | G2 |
| Poised on her busy plumes with feeling nice | E |
| She draws from every flower nor tries a floret | G2 |
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| twice | E |
| He fears no bailiff's wrath no baron's blame | L |
| His is untax'd and undisputed game | L |
| Nor less the place of curious plant he knows | E |
| He both his Flora and his Fauna shows | E |
| For him is blooming in its rich array | C2 |
| The glorious flower which bore the palm away | C2 |
| In vain a rival tried his utmost art | G2 |
| His was the prize and joy o'erflow'd his heart | G2 |
| 'This this is beauty cast I pray your eyes | E |
| On this my glory see the grace the size | E |
| Was ever stem so tall so stout so strong | F |
| Exact in breadth in just proportion long | F |
| These brilliant hues are all distinct and clean | F2 |
| No kindred tint no blending streaks between | F2 |
| This is no shaded run off pin eyed thing | H2 |
| A king of flowers a flower for England's king | H2 |
| I own my pride and thank the favouring star | I2 |
| Which shed such beauty on my fair Bizarre ' | - |
| Thus may the poor the cheap indulgence seize | E |
| While the most wealthy pine and pray for ease | E |
| Content not always waits upon success | E |
| And more may he enjoy who profits less | E |
| Walter and William took their father dead | G2 |
| Jointly the trade to which they both were bred | G2 |
| When fix'd they married and they quickly found | G2 |
| With due success their honest labours crown'd | G2 |
| Few were their losses but although a few | W |
| Walter was vex'd and somewhat peevish grew | W |
| 'You put your trust in every pleading fool ' | - |
| Said he to William and grew strange and cool | J2 |
| 'Brother forbear ' he answer'd 'take your due | W |
| Nor let my lack of caution injure you ' | - |
| Half friends they parted better so to close | E |
| Than longer wait to part entirely foes | E |
| Walter had knowledge prudence jealous care | A |
| He let no idle views his bosom share | A |
| He never thought nor felt for other men | K2 |
| 'Let one mind one and all are minded then ' | - |
| Friends he respected and believed them just | G2 |
| But they were men and he would no man trust | G2 |
| He tried and watch'd his people day and night | G2 |
| The good it harm'd not for the bad 'twas right | G2 |
| He could their humours bear nay disrespect | G2 |
| But he could yield no pardon to neglect | G2 |
| That all about him were of him afraid | G2 |
| 'Was right ' he said 'so should we be obey'd ' | - |
| These merchant maxims much good fortune too | W |
| And ever keeping one grand point in view | W |
| To vast amount his once small portion drew | W |
| William was kind and easy he complied | G2 |
| With all requests or grieved when he denied | G2 |
| To please his wife he made a costly trip | L2 |
| To please his child he let a bargain slip | L2 |
| Prone to compassion mild with the distress'd | G2 |
| He bore with all who poverty profess'd | G2 |
| And some would he assist nor one would he arrest | G2 |
| He had some loss at sea bad debts at land | G2 |
| His clerk absconded with some bills in hand | G2 |
| And plans so often fail'd that he no longer | K |
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| plann'd | G2 |
| To a small house his brother's he withdrew | W |
| At easy rent the man was not a Jew | W |
| And there his losses and his cares he bore | M2 |
| Nor found that want of wealth could make him poor | N2 |
| No he in fact was rich nor could he move | O2 |
| But he was follow'd by the looks of love | P2 |
| All he had suffer'd every former grief | Q2 |
| Made those around more studious in relief | Q2 |
| He saw a cheerful smile in every face | E |
| And lost all thoughts of error and disgrace | E |
| Pleasant it was to see them in their walk | R2 |
| Round their small garden and to hear them talk | R2 |
| Free are their children but their love refrains | E |
| From all offence none murmurs none complains | E |
| Whether a book amused them speech or play | C2 |
| Their looks were lively and their hearts were gay | C2 |
| There no forced efforts for delight were made | G2 |
| Joy came with prudence and without parade | G2 |
| Their common comforts they had all in view | W |
| Light were their troubles and their wishes few | W |
| Thrift made them easy for the coming day | C2 |
| Religion took the dread of death away | C2 |
| A cheerful spirit still ensured content | G2 |
| And love smiled round them wheresoe'er they went | G2 |
| Walter meantime with all his wealth's | E |
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| increase | E |
| Gain'd many points but could not purchase peace | E |
| When he withdrew from bus | E |
George Crabbe
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