The Wolf And The Fox Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDCDEFGGBBHIIIJJ KKGLGLLBMNBOOGGPPQQR RSSTGGUVJWQQGGWhy Aesop gave the palm of cunning | A |
O'er flying animals and running | A |
To Renard Fox I cannot tell | B |
Though I have search'd the subject well | B |
Hath not Sir Wolf an equal skill | C |
In tricks and artifices shown | D |
When he would do some life an ill | C |
Or from his foes defend his own | D |
I think he hath and void of disrespect | E |
I might perhaps my master contradict | F |
Yet here's a case in which the burrow lodger | G |
Was palpably I own the brightest dodger | G |
One night he spied within a well | B |
Wherein the fullest moonlight fell | B |
What seem'd to him an ample cheese | H |
Two balanced buckets took their turns | I |
When drawers thence would fill their urns | I |
Our fox went down in one of these | I |
By hunger greatly press'd to sup | J |
And drew the other empty up | J |
Convinced at once of his mistake | K |
And anxious for his safety's sake | K |
He saw his death was near and sure | G |
Unless some other wretch in need | L |
The same moon's image should allure | G |
To take a bucket and succeed | L |
To his predicament indeed | L |
Two days pass'd by and none approach'd the well | B |
Unhalting Time as is his wont | M |
Was scooping from the moon's full front | N |
And as he scoop'd Sir Renard's courage fell | B |
His crony wolf of clamorous maw | O |
Poor fox at last above him saw | O |
And cried 'My comrade look you here | G |
See what abundance of good cheer | G |
A cheese of most delicious zest | P |
Which Faunus must himself have press'd | P |
Of milk by heifer Io given | Q |
If Jupiter were sick in heaven | Q |
The taste would bring his appetite | R |
I've taken as you see a bite | R |
But still for both there is a plenty | S |
Pray take the bucket that I've sent ye | S |
Come down and get your share ' | T |
Although to make the story fair | G |
The fox had used his utmost care | G |
The wolf a fool to give him credit | U |
Went down because his stomach bid it | V |
And by his weight pull'd up | J |
Sir Renard to the top | W |
We need not mock this simpleton | Q |
For we ourselves such deeds have done | Q |
Our faith is prone to lend its ear | G |
To aught which we desire or fear | G |
Jean De La Fontaine
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