Juggler And Vice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DD EEFFGGHH IIFFJJKLMMNNOPQQRRST UUEENNTTVHWWPX YYZZA juggler once had travelled thorough | A |
Each city market town and borough | A |
You'd think so far his art transcended | B |
Old Nick upon his fingers tended | C |
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Vice heard his name she read his bill | D |
And sought his booth defied his skill | D |
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The juggler willing laid a wager | E |
Not yet by losses rendered sager | E |
He played his tricks of high emprize | F |
Confounding touch deluding eyes | F |
Then cards obeyed his will and gold | G |
From empty bags in torrents rolled | G |
He showed an ivory egg and then | H |
Hatched and brought forth the mother hen | H |
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Vice then stepped forth with look serene | I |
Enough to stir a juggler's spleen | I |
She passed a magic looking glass | F |
Which pleased alike dame lad and lass | F |
Whilst she a senator addressing | J |
Said See this bank note lo a blessing | J |
Breathe on it Presto hey 'tis gone | K |
And on his lips a padlock shone | L |
Hey presto and another puff | M |
It went and he spoke well enough | M |
She placed twelve bottles on the board | N |
They were with some enchantment stored | N |
Hey presto and they disappear | O |
A pair of bloody swords were there | P |
She showed a purse unto a thief | Q |
His fingers closed on it in brief | Q |
Hey presto and the treasure fled | R |
He grasped a halter noosed instead | R |
Ambition held a courtier's wand | S |
It turned a hatchet in his hand | T |
A box for charities she drew | U |
Blow here and a churchwarden blew | U |
Hey presto open Opened in her | E |
For gold was a parochial dinner | E |
Vice shook the dice she smote the board | N |
And filled all pockets from her hoard | N |
A counter in a miser's hand | T |
Grew twenty guineas at command | T |
She bade a rake to grasp them fain | V |
They turned a counter back again | H |
The transmutations of a guinea | W |
Made every one stare like a ninny | W |
But fair was false and false was fair | P |
By which Vice cheated eye and ear | X |
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The juggler though with grief at heart | Y |
In recognition of her art | Y |
Said Now and then I cheat the throng | Z |
You every day and all day long | Z |
John Gay
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