Man, Cat, Dog, And Fly Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFAAGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMNNKKKKOOPPQQRR KK PPSSTT KKUUK VV TT BBKKKKWWXX YYFF TT ZA2VVB2B2KKDDXXKK A2A2OOKKC2C2D2D2AAE2 E2

To my Native LandA
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My native land whose fertile groundB
Neptune and Amphitrite boundB
Britain of trade the chosen martC
The seat of industry and artC
May never luxury or ministerD
Cast over thee a mantle sinisterD
Still let thy fleet and cannon's roarE
Affright thy foes and guard thy shoreE
When Continental States contendF
Be thou to them a common friendF
Imperial rule may sway their landA
Here Commerce only takes her standA
Diffusing good o'er all the worldG
The flag of Commerce where unfurledG
Stands with fair plenty in her trainH
And wealth to bless her bright domainH
For where the merchant sails to tradeI
Fair is the face of Nature madeI
Glad is the king in regal domeJ
Glad is the rustic in his homeJ
The flocks and culture glad the fieldsK
And Peace her boon of plenty yieldsK
For Nature meant that man should shareL
The goods abounding everywhereL
And barter corn and oil and wineM
The iron ore and twisted twineM
Cotton and silk deep bedded coalN
Be interchanged from pole to poleN
So each land's superfluitiesK
Should bind lands by commercial tiesK
And carry from abounding storesK
The luxuries of distant shoresK
The monarch and the rustic eatO
Of the same harvest the same wheatO
The artizan supplies the vestP
The mason builds the roof of restP
The self same iron ores affordQ
The coulter of the plough and swordQ
And all from cottage to the throneR
Their common obligation ownR
For private and for public causeK
Protecting property and lawsK
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The animals were once distressedP
By bitter famine and addressedP
Themselves to man to find them foodS
And bound themselves in servitudeS
For whilst they starved or whilst they fedT
Man had his lasting hoards of breadT
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The cat demanded leave to sueK
Well Puss says Man and what can you doK
Scatter the rats and mice said TibU
And guard your grain in sack or cribU
Foe am I of the genus MusK
Absurdly called 'ridiculus '-
Dan sop called him so not IV
Feed me and every mouse shall dieV
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Then to the starving hound Man saidT
Well sir and how can you earn breadT
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My name is Trusty said the houndB
And ne'er was I untrusty foundB
I am not used by self applauseK
To pander to my famished jawsK
But I am well known if you pleaseK
To ask my character of theseK
My province is to watch and keepW
The house and fold the whilst you sleepW
And thief and wolf alike shall knowX
I am your friend and am their foeX
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Ah said the Man we rarely findY
Trust uncorrupted with mankindY
Such services indeed transcendF
Pray be my comrade and my friendF
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Then to the drone he turned and saidT
Well sir can you sir earn your breadT
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I will explain sir if I canZ
I am said drone a gentlemanA2
Mechanics earn their bread not IV
Where'er there honey is I flyV
But truly it would not be fitB2
I should submit to toil for itB2
I visit peaches plums and rosesK
Where Beauty on a couch reposesK
I seldom fail the placid hourD
When she takes bohea in the bowerD
Nor do I gather stores of pelfX
My object is to please myselfX
And if I lay to aught pretenceK
It is to ease and eleganceK
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So Mr Drone and have you doneA2
Then from that peach I pray begoneA2
If you won't work you shall not eatO
That is with me so quit that seatO
If all the world were such as youK
We all should starve when north winds blewK
But he who with industrious zealC2
Contributes to the common wealC2
Has the true secret understoodD2
Of private and of public goodD2
Be off with you He raised his handA
Which the vain insect dared withstandA
It smote the parasite of prideE2
And there the idler fell and diedE2

John Gay



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