The Man And The Adder Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'You villain ' cried a man who foundB
An adder coil'd upon the groundB
'To do a very grateful deedC
For all the world I shall proceed '-
On this the animal perverseD
I mean the snakeE
Pray don't mistakeE
The human for the worseD
Was caught and bagg'd and worst of allF
His blood was by his captor to be spiltG
Without regard to innocence or guiltG
Howe'er to show the why these words let fallF
His judge and jailor proud and tallF
'Thou type of all ingratitudeG
All charity to hearts like thineH
Is folly certain to be ruedG
Die thenI
Thou foe of menI
Thy temper and thy teeth malignH
Shall never hurt a hair of mine '-
The muffled serpent on his sideG
The best a serpent could repliedG
'If all this world's ingratesD
Must meet with such a deathJ
Who from this worst of fatesD
Could save his breathJ
Upon thyself thy law recoilsD
I throw myself upon thy broilsD
Thy graceless revelling on spoilsD
If thou but homeward cast an eyeK
Thy deeds all mine will justifyK
But strike my life is in thy handG
Thy justice all may understandG
Is but thy interest pleasure or capriceD
Pronounce my sentence on such laws as theseD
But give me leave to tell thee while I canL
The type of all ingratitude is man '-
By such a lecture somewhat foil'dG
The other back a step recoil'dG
And finally repliedG
'Thy reasons are abusiveM
And wholly inconclusiveM
I might the case decideG
Because to me such right belongsD
But let's refer the case of wrongs '-
The snake agreed they to a cow referr'd itG
Who being called came graciously and heard itG
Then summing up 'What need ' said sheN
'In such a case to call on meN
The adder's right plain truth to bellowO
For years I've nursed this haughty fellowO
Who but for me had long agoO
Been lodging with the shades belowO
For him my milk has had to flowO
My calves at tender age to dieK
And for this best of wealthP
And often re stablished healthP
What pay or even thanks have IK
Here feeble old and worn alasD
I'm left without a bite of grassD
Were I but left it might be weather'dG
But shame to say it I am tether'dG
And now my fate is surely sadderQ
Than if my master were an adderQ
With brains within the latitudeG
Of such immense ingratitudeG
This gentles is my honest viewR
And so I bid you both adieu '-
The man confounded and astonish'dG
To be so faithfully admonish'dG
Replied 'What fools to listen nowS
To this old silly dotard cowS
Let's trust the ox ' 'Let's trust ' repliedG
The crawling beast well gratifiedG
So said so doneT
The ox with tardy pace came onU
And ruminating o'er the caseD
Declared with very serious faceD
That years of his most painful toilV
Had clothed with Ceres' gifts our soilV
Her gifts to men but always soldG
To beasts for higher cost than goldG
And that for this for his rewardG
More blows than thanks return'd his lordG
And then when age had chill'd his bloodG
And men would quell the wrath of HeavenT
Out must be pour'd the vital floodG
For others' sins all thankless givenT
So spake the ox and then the manL
'Away with such a dull declaimerQ
Instead of judge it is his planL
To play accuser and defamer '-
A tree was next the arbitratorQ
And made the wrong of man still greaterQ
It served as refuge from the heatG
The showers and storms which madly beatG
It grew our gardens' greatest prideG
Its shadow spreading far and wideG
And bow'd itself with fruit besideG
But yet a mercenary clownW
With cruel iron chopp'd it downW
Behold the recompense for whichX
Year after year it did enrichX
With spring's sweet flowers and autumn's fruitsD
And summer's shade both men and brutesD
And warm'd the hearth with many a limbY
Which winter from its top did trimY
Why could not man have pruned and sparedG
And with itself for ages sharedG
Much scorning thus to be convincedG
The man resolved his cause to gainZ
Quoth he 'My goodness is evincedG
By hearing this 'tis very plain '-
Then flung the serpent bag and allF
With fatal force against a wallF
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So ever is it with the greatG
With whom the whim doth always runT
That Heaven all creatures doth createG
For their behoof beneath the sunT
Count they four feet or two or noneT
If one should dare the fact disputeG
He's straight set down a stupid bruteG
Now grant it so such lords amongA2
What should be done or said or sungA2
At distance speak or hold your tongueA2

Jean De La Fontaine



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