The Poet And The Critics. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA AABBCCDDAAEEEEAA FFGGHHIIBB AAGGJKLLMM AANOPP QQRRLLGSG G| If those who wield the Rod forget | A |
| 'Tis truly Quis custodiet | A |
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| A certain Bard as Bards will do | A |
| Dressed up his Poems for Review | A |
| His Type was plain his Title clear | B |
| His Frontispiece by FOURDRINIER | B |
| Moreover he had on the Back | C |
| A sort of sheepskin Zodiac | C |
| A Mask a Harp an Owl in fine | D |
| A neat and classical Design | D |
| But the in Side Well good or bad | A |
| The Inside was the best he had | A |
| Much Memory more Imitation | E |
| Some Accidents of Inspiration | E |
| Some Essays in that finer Fashion | E |
| Where Fancy takes the place of Passion | E |
| And some of course more roughly wrought | A |
| To catch the Advocates of Thought | A |
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| In the less crowded Age of ANNE | F |
| Our Bard had been a favoured Man | F |
| Fortune more chary with the Sickle | G |
| Had ranked him next to GARTH or TICKELL | G |
| He might have even dared to hope | H |
| A Line's Malignity from POPE | H |
| But now when Folks are hard to please | I |
| And Poets are as thick as Peas | I |
| The Fates are not so prone to flatter | B |
| Unless indeed a Friend No Matter | B |
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| The Book then had a minor Credit | A |
| The Critics took and doubtless read it | A |
| Said A These little Songs display | G |
| No lyric Gift but still a Ray | G |
| A Promise They will do no Harm | J |
| 'Twas kindly if not very warm | K |
| Said B The Author may in Time | L |
| Acquire the Rudiments of Rhyme | L |
| His Efforts now are scarcely Verse | M |
| This certainly could not be worse | M |
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| Sorely discomfited our Bard | A |
| Worked for another ten Years hard | A |
| Meanwhile the World unmoved went on | N |
| New Stars shot up shone out were gone | O |
| Before his second Volume came | P |
| His Critics had forgot his Name | P |
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| And who forsooth is bound to know | Q |
| Each Laureate in embryo | Q |
| They tried and tested him no less | R |
| The sworn Assayers of the Press | R |
| Said A The Author may in Time | L |
| Or much what B had said of Rhyme | L |
| Then B These little Songs display | G |
| And so forth in the sense of A | S |
| Over the Bard I throw a Veil | G |
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| There is no MORAL to this Tale | G |
Henry Austin Dobson
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