To My Honoured Kinsman, John Dryden,[1] Of Chesterton, In The County Of Huntingdon, Esq. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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How bless'd is he who leads a country lifeA
Unvex'd with anxious cares and void of strifeA
Who studying peace and shunning civil rageB
Enjoy'd his youth and now enjoys his ageB
All who deserve his love he makes his ownC
And to be loved himself needs only to be knownC
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Just good and wise contending neighbours comeD
From your award to wait their final doomE
And foes before return in friendship homeF
Without their cost you terminate the causeG
And save the expense of long litigious lawsH
Where suits are traversed and so little wonI
That he who conquers is but last undoneI
Such are not your decrees but so design'dJ
The sanction leaves a lasting peace behindJ
Like your own soul serene a pattern of your mindJ
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Promoting concord and composing strifeA
Lord of yourself uncumber'd with a wifeA
Where for a year a month perhaps a nightK
Long penitence succeeds a short delightK
Minds are so hardly match'd that even the firstL
Though pair'd by Heaven in Paradise were cursedL
For man and woman though in one they growM
Yet first or last return again to twoN
He to God's image she to his was madeO
So farther from the fount the stream at random stray'dO
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How could he stand when put to double painP
He must a weaker than himself sustainP
Each might have stood perhaps but each aloneC
Two wrestlers help to pull each other downQ
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Not that my verse would blemish all the fairR
But yet if some be bad 'tis wisdom to bewareR
And better shun the bait than struggle in the snareR
Thus have you shunn'd and shun the married stateS
Trusting as little as you can to fateS
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No porter guards the passage of your doorT
To admit the wealthy and exclude the poorU
For God who gave the riches gave the heartV
To sanctify the whole by giving partV
Heaven who foresaw the will the means has wroughtW
And to the second son a blessing broughtW
The first begotten had his father's shareR
But you like Jacob are Rebecca's heirR
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So may your stores and fruitful fields increaseX
And ever be you bless'd who live to blessY
As Ceres sow'd where'er her chariot flewN
As Heaven in deserts rain'd the bread of dewN
So free to many to relations mostZ
You feed with manna your own Israel hostZ
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With crowds attended of your ancient raceA2
You seek the champion sports or sylvan chaseA2
With well breath'd beagles you surround the woodB2
Even then industrious of the common goodB2
And often have you brought the wily foxC2
To suffer for the firstlings of the flocksC2
Chased even amid the folds and made to bleedD2
Like felons where they did the murderous deedD2
This fiery game your active youth maintain'dE2
Not yet by years extinguish'd though restrain'dE2
You season still with sports your serious hoursF2
For age but tastes of pleasures youth devoursF2
The hare in pastures or in plains is foundG2
Emblem of human life who runs the roundG2
And after all his wandering ways are doneI
His circle fills and ends where he begunI
Just as the setting meets the rising sunI
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Thus princes ease their cares but happier heH2
Who seeks not pleasure through necessityH2
Than such as once on slippery thrones were placedI2
And chasing sigh to think themselves are chasedI2
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So lived our sires ere doctors learn'd to killJ2
And multiplied with theirs the weekly billJ2
The first physicians by debauch were madeO
Excess began and sloth sustains the tradeO
Pity the generous kind their cares bestowM
To search forbidden truths a sin to knowM
To which if human science could attainP
The doom of death pronounced by God were vainP
In vain the leech would interpose delayK2
Fate fastens first and vindicates the preyK2
What help from art's endeavours can we haveL2
Gibbons but guesses nor is sure to saveM2
But Maurus sweeps whole parishes and peoples every graveM2
And no more mercy to mankind will useN2
Than when he robb'd and murder'd Maro's MuseO2
Wouldst thou be soon despatch'd and perish wholeP2
Trust Maurus with thy life and Milbourn with thy soulP2
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By chase our long lived fathers earn'd their foodQ2
Toil strung the nerves and purified the bloodR2
But we their sons a pamper'd race of menS2
Are dwindled down to threescore years and tenS2
Better to hunt in fields for health unboughtR2
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draughtR2
The wise for cure on exercise dependR2
God never made his work for man to mendR2
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The tree of knowledge once in Eden placedR2
Was easy found but was forbid the tasteR2
Oh had our grandsire walk'd without his wifeA
He first had sought the better plant of lifeA
Now both are lost yet wandering in the darkT2
Physicians for the tree have found the barkT2
They labouring for relief of human kindR2
With sharpen'd sight some remedies may findR2
The apothecary train is wholly blindR2
From files a random recipe they takeU2
And many deaths of one prescription makeU2
Garth generous as his Muse prescribes and givesV2
The shopman sells and by destruction livesV2
Ungrateful tribe who like the viper's broodR2
From medicine issuing suck their mother's bloodR2
Let these obey and let the learn'd prescribeW2
That men may die without a double bribeW2
Let them but under their superiors killJ2
When doctors first have sign'd the bloody billJ2
He 'scapes the best who nature to repairR
Draws physic from the fields in draughts of vital airR
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You hoard not health for your own private useN2
But on the public spend the rich produceN2
When often urged unwilling to be greatR2
Your country calls you from your loved retreatR2
And sends to senates charged with common careR
Which none more shuns and none can better bearR
Where could they find another form'd so fitR2
To poise with solid sense a sprightly witR2
Were these both wanting as they both aboundR2
Where could so firm integrity be foundR2
Well born and wealthy wanting no supportR2
You steer betwixt the country and the courtR2
Nor gratify whate'er the great desireX2
Nor grudging give what public needs requireX2
Part must be left a fund when foes invadeR2
And part employ'd to roll the watery tradeR2
Even Canaan's happy land when worn with toilY2
Required a sabbath year to mend the meagre soilY2
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Good senators and such as you so giveZ2
That kings may be supplied the people thriveA3
And he when want requires is truly wiseB3
Who slights not foreign aids nor over buysB3
But on our native strength in time of need reliesB3
Munster was bought we boast not the successY
Who fights for gain for greater makes his peaceX
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Our foes compell'd by need have peace embracedR2
The peace both parties want is like to lastR2
Which if secure securely we may tradeR2
Or not secure should never have been madeR2
Safe in ourselves while on ourselves we standR2
The sea is ours and that defends the landR2
Be then the naval stores the nation's careR
New ships to build and batter'd to repairR
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Observe the war in every annual courseC3
What has been done was done with British forceC3
Namur subdued is England's palm aloneC
The rest besieged but we constrain'd the townQ
We saw the event that follow'd our successY
France though pretending arms pursued the peaceX
Obliged by one sole treaty to restoreT
What twenty years of war had won beforeT
Enough for Europe has our Albion foughtR2
Let us enjoy the peace our blood has boughtR2
When once the Persian king was put to flightR2
The weary Macedons refused to fightR2
Themselves their own mortality confess'dR2
And left the son of Jove to quarrel for the restR2
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Even victors are by victories undoneI
Thus Hannibal with foreign laurels wonI
To Carthage was recall'd too late to keep his ownC
While sore of battle while our wounds are greenD3
Why should we tempt the doubtful die againS2
In wars renew'd uncertain of successY
Sure of a share as umpires of the peaceX
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A patriot both the king and country servesE3
Prerogative and privilege preservesE3
Of each our laws the certain limit showM
One must not ebb nor the other overflowM
Betwixt the prince and parliament we standR2
The barriers of the state on either handR2
May neither overflow for then they drown the landR2
When both are full they feed our bless'd abodeR2
Like those that water'd once the paradise of GodR2
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Some overpoise of sway by turns they shareR
In peace the people and the prince in warT
Consuls of moderate power in calms were madeR2
When the Gauls came one sole dictator sway'dR2
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Patriots in peace assert the people's rightR2
With noble stubbornness resisting mightR2
No lawless mandates from the court receiveF3
Nor lend by force but in a body giveZ2
Such was your generous grandsire free to grantR2
In parliaments that weigh'd their prince's wantR2
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But so tenacious of the common causeG
As not to lend the king against his lawsH
And in a loathsome dungeon doom'd to lieG3
In bonds retain'd his birthright libertyR2
And shamed oppression till it set him freeR2
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O true descendant of a patriot lineH3
Who while thou shar'st their lustre lend'st them thineH3
Vouchsafe this picture of thy soul to seeR2
'Tis so far good as it resembles theeR2
The beauties to the original I oweM
Which when I miss my own defects I showM
Nor think the kindred Muses thy disgraceA2
A poet is not born in every raceA2
Two of a house few ages can affordR2
One to perform another to recordR2
Praiseworthy actions are by thee embracedR2
And 'tis my praise to make thy praises lastR2
For even when death dissolves our human frameI3
The soul returns to heaven from whence it cameI3
Earth keeps the body verse preserves the fameI3

John Dryden



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