The Faithless Depositary Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDCEFFGGHEEEHHII JJKKLLMMMNONOCCEEBBP PE QQRR STTUUBS VVWXXXXWYYS WSWS SSWW WWEESSWWB ZZA2A2 HEHEZEEZBBEEEB2B2C2 WEEWB2B2D2D2Thanks to Memory's daughters nine | A |
Animals have graced my line | A |
Higher heroes in my story | B |
Might have won me less of glory | B |
Wolves in language of the sky | C |
Talk with dogs throughout my verse | D |
Beasts with others shrewdly vie | C |
Representing characters | E |
Fools in furs not second hand | F |
Sages hoof'd or feather'd stand | F |
Fewer truly are the latter | G |
More the former ay and fatter | G |
Flourish also in my scene | H |
Tyrants villains mountebanks | E |
Beasts incapable of thanks | E |
Beasts of rash and reckless pranks | E |
Beasts of sly and flattering mien | H |
Troops of liars too I ween | H |
As to men of every age | I |
All are liars saith the sage | I |
Had he writ but of the low | J |
One could hardly think it so | J |
But that human mortals all | K |
Lie like serpents great and small | K |
Had another certified it | L |
I for one should have denied it | L |
He who lies in Aesop's way | M |
Or like Homer minstrel gray | M |
Is no liar sooth to say | M |
Charms that bind us like a dream | N |
Offspring of their happy art | O |
Cloak'd in fiction more than seem | N |
Truth to offer to the heart | O |
Both have left us works which I | C |
Think unworthy e'er to die | C |
Liar call not him who squares | E |
All his ends and aims with theirs | E |
But from sacred truth to vary | B |
Like the false depositary | B |
Is to be by every rule | P |
Both a liar and a fool | P |
The story goes | E |
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A man of trade | Q |
In Persia with his neighbour made | Q |
Deposit as he left the state | R |
Of iron say a hundredweight | R |
Return'd said he 'My iron neighbour ' | - |
'Your iron you have lost your labour | S |
I grieve to say it 'pon my soul | T |
A rat has eaten up the whole | T |
My men were sharply scolded at | U |
But yet a hole in spite of that | U |
Was left as one is wont to be | B |
In every barn or granary | S |
By which crept in that cursed rat ' | - |
Admiring much the novel thief | V |
The man affected full belief | V |
Ere long his faithless neighbour's child | W |
He stole away a heavy lad | X |
And then to supper bade the dad | X |
Who thus plead off in accents sad | X |
'It was but yesterday I had | X |
A boy as fine as ever smiled | W |
An only son as dear as life | Y |
The darling of myself and wife | Y |
Alas we have him now no more | S |
And every joy with us is o'er ' | - |
Replied the merchant 'Yesternight | W |
By evening's faint and dusky ray | S |
I saw a monstrous owl alight | W |
And bear your darling son away | S |
To yonder tott'ring ruin gray ' | - |
'Can I believe you when you say | S |
An owl bore off so large a prey | S |
How could it be ' the father cried | W |
'The thing is surely quite absurd | W |
My son with ease had kill'd the bird ' | - |
'The how of it ' the man replied | W |
'Is not my province to decide | W |
I know I saw your son arise | E |
Borne through the air before my eyes | E |
Why should it seem a strange affair | S |
Moreover in a country where | S |
A single rat contrives to eat | W |
A hundred pounds of iron meat | W |
That owls should be of strength to lift ye | B |
A booby boy that weighs but fifty ' | - |
The other plainly saw the trick | Z |
Restored the iron very quick | Z |
And got with shame as well as joy | A2 |
Possession of his kidnapp'd boy | A2 |
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The like occurr'd two travellers between | H |
One was of those | E |
Who wear a microscope I ween | H |
Each side the nose | E |
Would you believe their tales romantic | Z |
Our Europe in its monsters beats | E |
The lands that feel the tropic heats | E |
Surcharged with all that is gigantic | Z |
This person feeling free | B |
To use the trope hyperbole | B |
Had seen a cabbage with his eyes | E |
Exceeding any house in size | E |
'And I have seen ' the other cries | E |
Resolved to leave his fellow in the lurch | B2 |
'A pot that would have held a church | B2 |
Why friend don't give that doubting look | C2 |
The pot was made your cabbages to cook ' | - |
This pot discov'rer was a wit | W |
The iron monger too was wise | E |
To such absurd and ultra lies | E |
Their answers were exactly fit | W |
'Twere doing honour overmuch | B2 |
To reason or dispute with such | B2 |
To overbid them is the shortest path | D2 |
And less provocative of wrath | D2 |
Jean De La Fontaine
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