The Faithless Depositary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Thanks to Memory's daughters nineA
Animals have graced my lineA
Higher heroes in my storyB
Might have won me less of gloryB
Wolves in language of the skyC
Talk with dogs throughout my verseD
Beasts with others shrewdly vieC
Representing charactersE
Fools in furs not second handF
Sages hoof'd or feather'd standF
Fewer truly are the latterG
More the former ay and fatterG
Flourish also in my sceneH
Tyrants villains mountebanksE
Beasts incapable of thanksE
Beasts of rash and reckless pranksE
Beasts of sly and flattering mienH
Troops of liars too I weenH
As to men of every ageI
All are liars saith the sageI
Had he writ but of the lowJ
One could hardly think it soJ
But that human mortals allK
Lie like serpents great and smallK
Had another certified itL
I for one should have denied itL
He who lies in Aesop's wayM
Or like Homer minstrel grayM
Is no liar sooth to sayM
Charms that bind us like a dreamN
Offspring of their happy artO
Cloak'd in fiction more than seemN
Truth to offer to the heartO
Both have left us works which IC
Think unworthy e'er to dieC
Liar call not him who squaresE
All his ends and aims with theirsE
But from sacred truth to varyB
Like the false depositaryB
Is to be by every ruleP
Both a liar and a foolP
The story goesE
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A man of tradeQ
In Persia with his neighbour madeQ
Deposit as he left the stateR
Of iron say a hundredweightR
Return'd said he 'My iron neighbour '-
'Your iron you have lost your labourS
I grieve to say it 'pon my soulT
A rat has eaten up the wholeT
My men were sharply scolded atU
But yet a hole in spite of thatU
Was left as one is wont to beB
In every barn or granaryS
By which crept in that cursed rat '-
Admiring much the novel thiefV
The man affected full beliefV
Ere long his faithless neighbour's childW
He stole away a heavy ladX
And then to supper bade the dadX
Who thus plead off in accents sadX
'It was but yesterday I hadX
A boy as fine as ever smiledW
An only son as dear as lifeY
The darling of myself and wifeY
Alas we have him now no moreS
And every joy with us is o'er '-
Replied the merchant 'YesternightW
By evening's faint and dusky rayS
I saw a monstrous owl alightW
And bear your darling son awayS
To yonder tott'ring ruin gray '-
'Can I believe you when you sayS
An owl bore off so large a preyS
How could it be ' the father criedW
'The thing is surely quite absurdW
My son with ease had kill'd the bird '-
'The how of it ' the man repliedW
'Is not my province to decideW
I know I saw your son ariseE
Borne through the air before my eyesE
Why should it seem a strange affairS
Moreover in a country whereS
A single rat contrives to eatW
A hundred pounds of iron meatW
That owls should be of strength to lift yeB
A booby boy that weighs but fifty '-
The other plainly saw the trickZ
Restored the iron very quickZ
And got with shame as well as joyA2
Possession of his kidnapp'd boyA2
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The like occurr'd two travellers betweenH
One was of thoseE
Who wear a microscope I weenH
Each side the noseE
Would you believe their tales romanticZ
Our Europe in its monsters beatsE
The lands that feel the tropic heatsE
Surcharged with all that is giganticZ
This person feeling freeB
To use the trope hyperboleB
Had seen a cabbage with his eyesE
Exceeding any house in sizeE
'And I have seen ' the other criesE
Resolved to leave his fellow in the lurchB2
'A pot that would have held a churchB2
Why friend don't give that doubting lookC2
The pot was made your cabbages to cook '-
This pot discov'rer was a witW
The iron monger too was wiseE
To such absurd and ultra liesE
Their answers were exactly fitW
'Twere doing honour overmuchB2
To reason or dispute with suchB2
To overbid them is the shortest pathD2
And less provocative of wrathD2

Jean De La Fontaine



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