Ode On A Distant Prospect Of Ever Getting To The Hills Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDEFFE GCGCHHICCI AJAJJJKLLK MMMMJJMGGM NONOJJPQQP JRJRSSMJJM

After T GA
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Ye distant Hills ye smiling gladesB
In decent foliage drestC
Where green Sylvanus proudly shadesB
The Sirkar's haughty crestC
And ye that in your wider reignD
Like bold adventurers disdainD
The limit set for common clayE
Whose luck whose pen whose power of songF
Distinguish from the vulgar throngF
To walk the flowery wayE
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Ah happy Hills Ah genial skyG
Ah Goal where all would endC
Where once and only once did IG
Go largely on the bendC
E'en now the tales that from ye flowH
A fragmentary bliss bestowH
Till once again a doedal boyI
In dreaming dimly of the firstC
I seem to take a second burstC
And snatch a tearful joyI
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But tell me Jakko dost thou seeA
The same old sprightly crewJ
Disport with unembarrassed gleeA
As we were wont to doJ
What youth in brazen armour casedJ
With pliant arm the yielding waistJ
To arduous dalliance ensnaresK
Who foremost of his peers exaltsL
The labours of the devious waltzL
By sitting out the squaresK
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Does Prudence gentle Matron forceM
On Folly in her 'teensM
The value of a stalking horseM
When hunting Rank and MeansM
And is the Summer Widow's mindJ
Aggrieved and horrified to findJ
That as her male acquaintance growsM
Her female circle pass her byG
With Innuendo's outraged eyeG
And Virtue's injured noseM
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Lo in the Vale of Tears beneathN
A grilling troop is seenO
Whom Failure gnaws with rankling teethN
While Envy turns them greenO
This racks the head that scars the peltJ
These bore beneath the ample beltJ
Those in the deeper vitals burnP
Lo Want of Leave to fill the cupQ
Hath drunken all our juices upQ
And topped the whole concernP
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To each his billet some succeedJ
And some are left to groanR
The latter serve their country's needJ
The former serve their ownR
Then let the maiden try her wingS
The youth enjoy his roomy flingS
The Single Matron dry her eyesM
As Fate is blind and Life is shortJ
If Ignorance can give them sportJ
'Twere folly to be wiseM

John Kendall (dum-dum)



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