The Borough. Letter Xxiii: Prisons Poem Rhyme Scheme

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'TIS well that Man to all the varying states	A
Of good and ill his mind accommodates	A
He not alone progressive grief sustains	B
But soon submits to unexperienced pains	B
Change after change all climes his body bears	C
His mind repeated shocks of changing cares	C
Faith and fair Virtue arm the nobler breast	D
Hope and mere want of feeling aid the rest	D
Or who could bear to lose the balmy air	E
Of summer's breath from all things fresh and fair	E
With all that man admires or loves below	F
All earth and water wood and vale bestow	F
Where rosy pleasures smile whence real blessings	G
	-
flow	F
With sight and sound of every kind that lives	H
And crowning all with joy that freedom gives	H
Who could from these in some unhappy day	I
Bear to be drawn by ruthless arms away	I
To the vile nuisance of a noisome room	J
Where only insolence and misery come	K
Save that the curious will by chance appear	L
Or some in pity drop a fruitless tear	E
To a damp Prison where the very sight	M
Of the warm sun is favour and not right	M
Where all we hear or see the feelings shock	N
The oath and groan the fetter and the lock	N
Who could bear this and live Oh many a year	L
All this is borne and miseries more severe	L
And some there are familiar with the scene	O
Who live in mirth though few become serene	O
Far as I might the inward man perceive	P
There was a constant effort not to grieve	P
Not to despair for better days would come	K
And the freed debtor smile again at home	Q
Subdued his habits he may peace regain	R
And bless the woes that were not sent in vain	R
Thus might we class the Debtors here confined	S
The more deceived the more deceitful kind	S
Here are the guilty race who mean to live	T
On credit that credulity will give	U
Who purchase conscious they can never pay	I
Who know their fate and traffic to betray	I
On whom no pity fear remorse prevail	V
Their aim a statute their resource a jail	V
These are the public spoilers we regard	W
No dun so harsh no creditor so hard	W
A second kind are they who truly strive	T
To keep their sinking credit long alive	T
Success nay prudence they may want but yet	X
They would be solvent and deplore a debt	X
All means they use to all expedients run	Y
And are by slow sad steps at last undone	Y
Justly perhaps you blame their want of skill	Z
But mourn their feelings and absolve their will	Z
There is a Debtor who his trifling all	A2
Spreads in a shop it would not fill a stall	A2
There at one window his temptation lays	B2
And in new modes disposes and displays	B2
Above the door you shall his name behold	C2
And what he vends in ample letters told	C2
The words 'Repository ' 'Warehouse ' all	A2
He uses to enlarge concerns so small	A2
He to his goods assigns some beauty's name	D2
Then in her reign and hopes they'll share her	E2
	-
fame	D2
And talks of credit commerce traffic trade	F2
As one important by their profit made	F2
But who can paint the vacancy the gloom	J
And spare dimensions of one backward room	J
Wherein he dines if so 'tis fit to speak	G2
Of one day's herring and the morrow's steak	H2
An anchorite in diet all his care	E
Is to display his stock and vend his ware	E
Long waiting hopeless then he tries to meet	I2
A kinder fortune in a distant street	I2
There he again displays increasing yet	X
Corroding sorrow and consuming debt	X
Alas he wants the requisites to rise	J2
The true connections the availing ties	J2
They who proceed on certainties advance	K2
These are not times when men prevail by chance	K2
But still he tries till after years of pain	R
He finds with anguish he has tried in vain	R
Debtors are these on whom 'tis hard to press	L2
'Tis base impolitic and merciless	M2
To these we add a miscellaneous kind	S
By pleasure pride and indolence confined	S
Those whom no calls no warnings could divert	N2
The unexperienced and the inexpert	N2
The builder idler schemer gamester sot	N2
The follies different but the same their lot	N2
Victims of horses lasses drinking dice	O2
Of every passion humour whim and vice	O2
See that sad Merchant who but yesterday	N2
Had a vast household in command and pay	N2
He now entreats permission to employ	P2
A boy he needs and then entreats the boy	P2
And there sits one improvident but kind	N2
Bound for a friend whom honour could not bind	N2
Sighing he speaks to any who appear	L
'A treach'rous friend 'twas that which sent me	Q2
	-
here	R2
I was too kind I thought I could depend	N2
On his bare word he was a treach'rous friend '	-
A Female too it is to her a home	Q
She came before and she again will come	K
Her friends have pity when their anger drops	S2
They take her home she's tried her schools and	N2
	-
shops	S2
Plan after plan but fortune would not mend	N2
She to herself was still the treach'rous friend	N2
And wheresoe'er began all here was sure to end	N2
And there she sits as thoughtless and as gay	N2
As if she'd means or not a debt to pay	N2
Or knew to morrow she'd be call'd away	N2
Or felt a shilling and could dine to day	N2
While thus observing I began to trace	T2
The sober'd features of a well known face	T2
Looks once familiar manners form'd to please	U2
And all illumined by a heart at ease	U2
But fraud and flattery ever claim'd a part	N2
Still unresisted of that easy heart	N2
But he at length beholds me 'Ah my friend	N2
'And have thy pleasures this unlucky end '	-
'Too sure ' he said and smiling as he sigh'd	N2
'I went astray though Prudence seem'd my guide	N2
All she proposed I in my heart approved	N2
And she was honour'd but my pleasure loved	N2
Pleasure the mistress to whose arms I fled	N2
From wife like lectures angry Prudence read	N2
'Why speak the madness of a life like mine	V2
The powers of beauty novelty and wine	V2
Why paint the wanton smile the venal vow	W2
Or friends whose worth I can appreciate now	W2
Oft I perceived my fate and then could say	N2
I'll think to morrow I must live to day	N2
So am I here I own the laws are just	N2
And here where thought is painful think I must	N2
But speech is pleasant this discourse with thee	Q2
Brings to my mind the sweets of liberty	Q2
Breaks on the sameness of the place and gives	H
The doubtful heart conviction that it lives	H
'Let me describe my anguish in the hour	E2
When law detain'd me and I felt its power	E2
'When in that shipwreck this I found my shore	X2
And join'd the wretched who were wreck'd before	X2
When I perceived each feature in the face	T2
Pinch'd through neglect or turbid by disgrace	T2
When in these wasting forms affliction stood	N2
In my afiiicted view it chill'd my blood	N2
And forth I rush'd a quick retreat to make	H2
Till a loud laugh proclaim'd the dire mistake	H2
But when the groan had settled to a sigh	Y2
When gloom became familiar to the eye	Y2
When I perceive how others seem to rest	N2
With every evil rankling in my breast	N2
Led by example I put on the man	Z2
Sing off my sighs and trifle as I can	Z2
'Homer nay Pope for never will I seek	G2
Applause for learning nought have I with Greek	G2
Gives us the secrets of his pagan hell	A3
Where ghost with ghost in sad communion dwell	A3
Where shade meets shade and round the gloomy meads	B3
They glide and speak of old heroic deeds	B3
What fields they conquer'd and what foes they	N2
	-
slew	C3
And sent to join the melancholy crew	C3
When a new spirit in that world was found	N2
A thousand shadowy forms came flitting round	N2
Those who had known him fond inquiries made	N2
'Of all we left inform us gentle shade	N2
Now as we lead thee in our realms to dwell	A3
Our twilight groves and meads of asphodel '	-
'What paints the poet is our station here	R2
Where we like ghosts and flitting shades appear	L
This is the hell he sings and here we meet	N2
And former deeds to new made friends repeat	N2
Heroic deeds which here obtain us fame	D2
And are in fact the causes why we came	D2
Yes this dim region is old Homer's hell	A3
Abate but groves and meads of asphodel	A3
Here when a stranger from your world we spy	Y2
We gather round him and for news apply	Y2
He hears unheeding nor can speech endure	D3
But s	L2

George Crabbe

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