A Fable Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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ONE day a sage knocked at a chemist's doorA
Bringing a curious compound to exploreA
'Behold said he as from his vest he drew itB
'This little treasure in a golden cruetB
A life a long one for my locks are greyC
In ceaseless toil has slowly passed awayC
To gain that treasure now my search must stopD
And see I have but saved this little dropD
To know the worth and nature of the prizeE
I bring it here for you to analyzeE
The best philosopher could never quiteB
Its origin and essence bring to lightB
But you they say by some mysterious artsF
Reduce all substances to simple partsF
Your nomenclature differs sir from hisG
We call it happiness and here it is 'H
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And now the learned chemist strove to guessI
With what this curious stuff would coalesceI
First sprinkled on a layer of golden dustB
But this recoiled and seemed to gender rustB
Now sundry essences in turn he triesE
Distilled from all that golden dust suppliesE
Castles and villas titles vassals landB
Coaches and curricles and fours in handB
Silks jewels equipages parties playsJ
Madeira venison turtle soup and praiseJ
But strove in vain a union to produceK
With one of these and that small drop of juiceK
As though impatient of the vain essayC
It did but effervesce and fume awayC
With more success the chemist next impartsF
Extracts from the belles lettres and the artsF
No sooner do they reach it than he seesL
It has some small affinity with theseL
But yet his nicest skill could not preventB
A large residuum of discontentB
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Two curious phials next he brings to viewM
The first bright green the next of roseate hueM
And first unstopped them with the greatest careN
For when exposed to atmospheric airN
They frequently evaporate and vainO
All efforts then to bottle them againP
Essence of friendship from the former flowsQ
And though the drop it did not decomposeQ
The chemist said it rather seemed to fixR
Or float upon the surface than to mixR
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Long from the next a trembling drop suspendsS
That roseate phial and at last descendsS
'Ah ' cried the chemist with reviving gleeT
'A perfect coalition here I seeT
Distilled from love this gentle fluid came '-
And then he told the sage its Latin nameU
Then looked again to watch the process onV
But found alas the sage's prize was goneW
The sudden contact caused a heat extremeX
It could not brook so passed away in steamX
Alone the essence pale and watery layC
The sage demands his treasure with dismayC
They search the cruet and behold it hidB
At last in pearly drops upon the lidB
Though foiled the patient chemist will not stopD
But aiming still to decompose the dropD
A potent acid cautiously appliesE
And straight it separates in wondrous wiseE
For first appears at bottom of the phialC
A large precipitate of self denialC
Of patience next a copious layer is laidB
Of conscience twenty scruples nicely weighedB
Humility and charity they findB
With half a dram of self esteem combinedB
Labour attached to energy of soulC
And moderation to correct the wholeC
Feeling and taste in airy gas uniteB
And knowledge rises in a flame of lightB

Jane Taylor



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