Epilogue, Spoken By The Same. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFGHIIJJIIII KKIIIILLJJJJJJJII| Prologue To The University Of Oxford Spoken By Mr Hart At The Acting Of The Silent Woman | A |
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| No poor Dutch peasant wing'd with all his fear | B |
| Flies with more haste when the French arms draw near | B |
| Than we with our poetic train come down | C |
| For refuge hither from the infected town | C |
| Heaven for our sins this summer has thought fit | D |
| To visit us with all the plagues of wit | D |
| A French troop first swept all things in its way | E |
| But those hot Monsieurs were too quick to stay | E |
| Yet to our cost in that short time we find | F |
| They left their itch of novelty behind | F |
| The Italian Merry Andrews took their place | G |
| And quite debauch'd the stage with lewd grimace | H |
| Instead of wit and humours your delight | I |
| Was there to see two hobby horses fight | I |
| Stout Scaramoucha with rush lance rode in | J |
| And ran a tilt at centaur Arlequin | J |
| For love you heard how amorous asses bray'd | I |
| And cats in gutters gave their serenade | I |
| Nature was out of countenance and each day | I |
| Some new born monster shown you for a play | I |
| But when all fail'd to strike the stage quite dumb | K |
| Those wicked engines call'd machines are come | K |
| Thunder and lightning now for wit are play'd | I |
| And shortly scenes in Lapland will be laid | I |
| Art magic is for poetry profess'd | I |
| And cats and dogs and each obscener beast | I |
| To which Egyptian dotards once did bow | L |
| Upon our English stage are worshipp'd now | L |
| Witchcraft reigns there and raises to renown | J |
| Macbeth and Simon Magus of the town | J |
| Fletcher's despised your Jonson's out of fashion | J |
| And wit the only drug in all the nation | J |
| In this low ebb our wares to you are shown | J |
| By you those staple authors' worth is known | J |
| For wit's a manufacture of your own | J |
| When you who only can their scenes have praised | I |
| We'll boldly back and say their price is raised | I |
John Dryden
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