Shiver The Goblet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC DEDDFDFD GHGIJKJK LMLMNONO DPDPPDPD DCDCDQDQ

Shiver the goblet and scatter the wineA
Tempt me no more with the sightB
I care not though brightly as ruby it shineA
Like a serpent I know it will biteB
Give me the clustering fruit of the vineA
Heap up my dish if you willC
But banish the poison that lurks in the wineA
That dulls reason and fetters the willC
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Oft has it lured me to deeds I detestD
Filled me with passions debasedE
Robbed me of all that was dearest and bestD
And left scars that can ne'er be effacedD
Oh that the generous rich would but thinkF
As they scatter their wealth far and wideD
Of the evil that lives in the ocean of drinkF
Of the thousands that sink in its tideD
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They give of their substance to help the poor wretchG
The victim of custom and lawsH
But never attempt the strong arm to outstretchG
To try to abolish the causeI
The preacher as well may his eloquence spareJ
Nor his tales of glad tidings need tellK
If by precepts he urge them for heaven to prepareJ
Whilst his practice leads downward to hellK
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Erect new asylums and hospitals raiseL
Build prisons for creatures of sinM
Can these be a means to improve the world's waysL
Or one soul from destruction e'er winM
No License the cause and encourage the saleN
Of the evil one's strongest allyO
And in vain then lament that the curse should prevailN
And in vain o'er the fallen ones sighO
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Strike the black blot from the laws of the landD
And take the temptation awayP
Then give to the struggling and weak one's a handD
To pilot them on the safe wayP
Can brewers distillers or traffickers prayP
For the blessing of God on the seedD
Which they sow for the harvest of men gone astrayP
Of ruin the fruit of their greedD
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No bonds can be forged the drink demon to bindD
That will hinder its power for illC
For a way to work mischief it surely will findD
Let us watch and contrive as we willC
Then drive out the monster The plague breathing pestD
And so long as our bodies have breathQ
Let us fight the good fight never stopping for restD
Till at last we rejoice o'er its deathQ

John Hartley



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