Miser And Plutus Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KLE EIIMMNNOOPOQQRRFFSS

The wind was high the window shookA
The miser woke with haggard lookA
He stalked along the silent roomB
He shivered at the gleam and gloomB
Each lock and every corner eyedC
And then he stood his chest besideC
He opened it and stood in raptureD
In sight of gold he held in captureD
And then with sudden qualm possessedE
He wrung his hands and beat his breastE
O had the earth concealed this goldF
I had perhaps in peace grown oldF
But there is neither gold nor priceG
To recompense the pang of viceG
Bane of all good delusive cheatH
To lure a soul on to defeatH
And banish honour from the mindI
Gold raised the sword midst kith and kindI
Gold fosters each pernicious artJ
In which the devils bear a partJ
Gold bane accursed In angry moodK
Plutus his god before him stoodL
The trembling miser slammed the chestE
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What rant and cant have you expressedE
Yon sordid wretch It is the mindI
And not the gold corrupts mankindI
Shall my best medium be accusedM
Because its virtues are abusedM
Virtue and gold alike betrayedN
When knaves demand a cloak to tradeN
So likewise power in their possessionO
Grows into tyrannous oppressionO
And in like manner gold may beP
Abused to vice and villanyO
But when it flows in virtue's streamsQ
It blesses like the sun's blest beamsQ
Wiping the tears from widowed eyesR
And soothing bereft orphans' criesR
Speak not of misers who have soldF
Their soul's integrity for goldF
Than bravoes and than cut throats worseS
Who in their calling steal a purseS

John Gay



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