Prologue To Amboyna.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEFFGGHHDIFFJK LLHHMMNNOOPPOO

As needy gallants in the scrivener's handsA
Court the rich knave that gripes their mortgaged landsA
The first fat buck of all the season's sentB
And keeper takes no fee in complimentB
The dotage of some Englishmen is suchC
To fawn on those who ruin them the DutchC
They shall have all rather than make a warD
With those who of the same religion areE
The Straits the Guinea trade the herrings tooF
Nay to keep friendship they shall pickle youF
Some are resolved not to find out the cheatG
But cuckold like love him who does the featG
What injuries soe'er upon us fallH
Yet still the same religion answers allH
Religion wheedled you to civil warD
Drew English blood and Dutchmen's now would spareI
Be gull'd no longer for you'll find it trueF
They have no more religion faith than youF
Interest's the god they worship in their stateJ
And you I take it have not much of thatK
Well monarchies may own religion's nameL
But states are atheists in their very frameL
They share a sin and such proportions fallH
That like a stink 'tis nothing to them allH
How they love England you shall see this dayM
No map shows Holland truer than our playM
Their pictures and inscriptions well we knowN
We may be bold one medal sure to showN
View then their falsehoods rapine crueltyO
And think what once they were they still would heO
But hope not either language plot or artP
'Twas writ in haste but with an English heartP
And least hope wit in Dutchmen that would beO
As much improper as would honestyO

John Dryden



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