Prologue To The True Widow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGHIIHHJJ KKLLMMNNOOPQHeaven save ye gallants and this hopeful age | A |
Y' are welcome to the downfall of the stage | A |
The fools have laboured long in their vocation | B |
And vice the manufacture of the nation | B |
O'erstocks the town so much and thrives so well | C |
That fops and knaves grow drugs and will not sell | C |
In vain our wares on theatres are shown | D |
When each has a plantation of his own | D |
His cruse ne'er fails for whatsoe'er he spends | E |
There's still God's plenty for himself and friends | E |
Should men be rated by poetic rules | F |
Lord what a poll would there be raised from fools | F |
Meantime poor wit prohibited must lie | G |
As if 'twere made some French commodity | H |
Fools you will have and raised at vast expense | I |
And yet as soon as seen they give offence | I |
Time was when none would cry That oaf was me | H |
But now you strive about your pedigree | H |
Bauble and cap no sooner are thrown down | J |
But there's a muss of more than half the town | J |
Each one will challenge a child's part at least | K |
A sign the family is well increased | K |
Of foreign cattle there's no longer need | L |
When we're supplied so fast with English breed | L |
Well flourish countrymen drink swear and roar | M |
Let every free born subject keep his whore | M |
And wandering in the wilderness about | N |
At end of forty years not wear her out | N |
But when you see these pictures let none dare | O |
To own beyond a limb or single share | O |
For where the punk is common he's a sot | P |
Who needs will father what the parish got | Q |
John Dryden
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