The Muleteer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDBBEEFF GGHHHHHHH HIIJJKLHH HHHHHH MMHHNNCCHHOOPP CCHHQQCCHHHH HHMMEERR HHSSTTHH UUHHVVWW HHDDHHHHXX WWHHHHCC QQHHYYRRZZHHHHHH WWHH CCCCA2A2YY HHDDHHB2B2

THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mindA
The present tale Boccace relates you'll findA
Agiluf was the noble monarch's nameB
Teudelingua he married beauteous dameB
The last king's widow who had left no heirC
And whose dominions proved our prince's shareC
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No Beauty round compare could with the queenD
And ev'ry blessing on the throne was seenD
When Cupid in a playful moment cameB
And o'er Agiluf's stable placed his flameB
There left it carelessly to burn at willE
Which soon began a muleteer to fillE
With LOVE'S all powerful all consuming fireF
That naught controls and youthful breasts desireF
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THE muleteer was pleasing to the sightG
Gallant good humoured airy and politeG
And ev'ry way his humble birth beliedH
A handsome person nor was sense deniedH
He showed it well for when the youth beheldH
With eyes of love the queen who all excelledH
And ev'ry effort anxiously had madeH
To stop the flames that would his heart invadeH
When vain it proved he took a prudent partH
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WHO can like Cupid manage wily artH
Whate'er stupidity we may discernI
His pupils more within a day can learnI
Than MASTERS knowledge in the schools can gainJ
Though they in study should ten years remainJ
The lowest clown he presently inspiresK
With ev'ry tendency that love requiresL
Of this our present tale's a proof directH
And none that feel its truths will e'er suspectH
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THE am'rous muleteer his thoughts employedH
Consid'ring how his wish might be enjoyedH
Without success to certainty were broughtH
Life seemed to him not worth a slender thoughtH
To hazard ev'ry thing to live or dieH
Possession have or in the grave to lieH
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THE Lombard custom was that when the kingM
Who slept not with his queen a common thingM
In other countries too desired to greetH
His royal consort and in bed to meetH
A night gown solely o'er his back he threwN
And then proceeded to the interviewN
Knocked softly at the door on which a fairC
Who waited on the queen with anxious careC
Allowed the prince to enter took his lightH
Which only glimmered in the midst of nightH
Then put it out and quickly left the roomO
A little lantern to dispel the gloomO
With waxen taper that emitted raysP
In diff'rent countries various are their waysP
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OUR wily prying crafty muleteerC
Knew well these forms were current through the yearC
He like the king at night himself equippedH
And to the queen's superb apartment slippedH
His face concealed the fellow tried to keepQ
The waiting dame was more than half asleepQ
The lover got access soon all was clearC
The prince's coming he had but to fearC
And as the latter had throughout the dayH
The chase attended an extensive wayH
'Twas more than probable he'd not be ledH
Since such fatigue he'd had to quit his bedH
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PERFUMED quite neat and lively as a birdH
Our spark safe entered uttered not a wordH
'Twas often customary with the kingM
When state affairs or other weighty thingM
Displeasure gave to take of love his fillE
Yet let his tongue the while continue stillE
A singularity we needs must ownR
With this the wife was long familiar grownR
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OUR am'rous wight more joys than one receivedH
If our narrator of the tale's believedH
In bed a muleteer is worth three kingsS
And value oft is found in humble thingsS
The queen began to think her husband's rageT
Had proved a stimulus such wars to wageT
And made him wond'rous stout in pleasure's sportH
Though all the while his thoughts were 'bout the courtH
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WITH perfect justice Heav'n its gifts bestowsU
But equal talents all should not composeU
The prince's virtues doubtless were designedH
To take command and govern o'er mankindH
The lawyer points of difficulty viewsV
Decides with judgment and the truth pursuesV
In Cupid's scenes the muleteer succeedsW
Each has his part none universal meedsW
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WITH pleasures feasted our gallant retiredH
Before the morn fresh blushes had acquiredH
But scarcely had he left the tender sceneD
'Ere king Agiluf came to see his queenD
Who much surprise expressed and to him saidH
My dear I know your love but from this bedH
You'll recollect how recently you wentH
And having wonders done should be contentH
For heav'n's sake consider more your healthX
'Tis dearer far to me than Croesus' wealthX
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WITHIN the royal breast suspicions roseW
But nothing then the monarch would discloseW
He instantly withdrew without a wordH
His sentiments to speak had been absurdH
And to the stable flew since he believedH
The circumstances which his bosom grievedH
Whate'er mysterious doubts might then appearC
Proceeded from some am'rous muleteerC
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WHEN round the dorture he began to creepQ
The troop appeared as if dissolved in sleepQ
And so they truly were save our gallantH
Whose terrors made him tremble sigh and pantH
No light the king had got it still was darkY
Agiluf groped about to find the sparkY
Persuaded that the culprit might be knownR
By rapid beating of the pulse aloneR
The thought was good to feel the prince beganZ
And at the second venture found his manZ
Who whether from the pleasures he'd enjoyedH
Or fear or dread discov'ry to avoidH
Experienced spite of ev'ry wily artH
At once quick beating of the pulse and heartH
In doubt how this adventure yet might endH
He thought to seem asleep would him befriendH
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MEANWHILE the king though not without much painsW
Obtained the scissors used for horses' manesW
With these he said I'll mark the fond gallantH
That I may know again the one I wantH
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THE monarch from the muleteer with careC
In front snipt off a bulky lock of hairC
This having done he suddenly withdrewC
But carelessly away the trophy threwC
Of which the sly gallant advantage tookA2
And thus the prince's subtle project shookA2
For instantly began our artful sparkY
His fellow servants like himself to markY
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WHEN day arrived the monarch was surprisedH
To see each muleteer alike disguisedH
No hair in front of either now was seenD
Why how is this said he What can it meanD
Fifteen or more if I believe my sightH
My wife has satisfied this very nightH
Well well he'll now escape if mum he proveB2
But there again I trust he ne'er shall moveB2

Jean De La Fontaine



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