The Eagle, The Wild Sow, And The Cat Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDCCEEFFGGGCCHIHI J CCKKBBLMN OPCCCCLHQQRRSSTTUUUU| A | |
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| A certain hollow tree | B |
| Was tenanted by three | B |
| An eagle held a lofty bough | C |
| The hollow root a wild wood sow | C |
| A female cat between the two | D |
| All busy with maternal labours | C |
| They lived awhile obliging neighbours | C |
| At last the cat's deceitful tongue | E |
| Broke up the peace of old and young | E |
| Up climbing to the eagle's nest | F |
| She said with whisker'd lips compress'd | F |
| 'Our death or what as much we mothers fear | G |
| That of our helpless offspring dear | G |
| Is surely drawing near | G |
| Beneath our feet see you not how | C |
| Destruction's plotted by the sow | C |
| Her constant digging soon or late | H |
| Our proud old castle will uproot | I |
| And then O sad and shocking fate | H |
| She'll eat our young ones as the fruit | I |
| Were there but hope of saving one | J |
| 'Twould soothe somewhat my bitter moan ' | - |
| Thus leaving apprehensions hideous | C |
| Down went the puss perfidious | C |
| To where the sow no longer digging | K |
| Was in the very act of pigging | K |
| 'Good friend and neighbour ' whisper'd she | B |
| 'I warn you on your guard to be | B |
| Your pigs should you but leave a minute | L |
| This eagle here will seize them in it | M |
| Speak not of this I beg at all | N |
| Lest on my head her wrath should fall ' | - |
| Another breast with fear inspired | O |
| With fiendish joy the cat retired | P |
| The eagle ventured no egress | C |
| To feed her young the sow still less | C |
| Fools they to think that any curse | C |
| Than ghastly famine could be worse | C |
| Both staid at home resolved and obstinate | L |
| To save their young ones from impending fate | H |
| The royal bird for fear of mine | Q |
| For fear of royal claws the swine | Q |
| All died at length with hunger | R |
| The older and the younger | R |
| There staid of eagle race or boar | S |
| Not one this side of death's dread door | S |
| A sad misfortune which | T |
| The wicked cats made rich | T |
| O what is there of hellish plot | U |
| The treacherous tongue dares not | U |
| Of all the ills Pandora's box outpour'd | U |
| Deceit I think is most to be abhorr'd | U |
Jean De La Fontaine
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