A Quiet Life And A Good Name Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCAAAADDEEFFGGHHII AAJJKKLLMMNOPPQQRHSS TTUUVVWWXXYYZZA2A2QQ| TO A FRIEND WHO MARRIED A SHREW | A |
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| NELL scolded in so loud a din | B |
| That Will durst hardly venture in | B |
| He mark'd the conjugal dispute | C |
| Nell roar'd incessant Dick sat mute | C |
| But when he saw his friend appear | A |
| Cried bravely Patience good my dear | A |
| At sight of Will she bawl'd no more | A |
| But hurried out and clapt the door | A |
| Why Dick the devil's in thy Nell | D |
| Quoth Will thy house is worse than Hell | D |
| Why what a peal the jade has rung | E |
| D n her why don't you slit her tongue | E |
| For nothing else will make it cease | F |
| Dear Will I suffer this for peace | F |
| I never quarrel with my wife | G |
| I bear it for a quiet life | G |
| Scripture you know exhorts us to it | H |
| Bids us to seek peace and ensue it | H |
| Will went again to visit Dick | I |
| And entering in the very nick | I |
| He saw virago Nell belabour | A |
| With Dick's own staff his peaceful neighbour | A |
| Poor Will who needs must interpose | J |
| Received a brace or two of blows | J |
| But now to make my story short | K |
| Will drew out Dick to take a quart | K |
| Why Dick thy wife has devilish whims | L |
| Ods buds why don't you break her limbs | L |
| If she were mine and had such tricks | M |
| I'd teach her how to handle sticks | M |
| Z ds I would ship her to Jamaica | N |
| Or truck the carrion for tobacco | O |
| I'd send her far enough away | P |
| Dear Will but what would people say | P |
| Lord I should get so ill a name | Q |
| The neighbours round would cry out shame | Q |
| Dick suffer'd for his peace and credit | R |
| But who believed him when he said it | H |
| Can he who makes himself a slave | S |
| Consult his peace or credit save | S |
| Dick found it by his ill success | T |
| His quiet small his credit less | T |
| She served him at the usual rate | U |
| She stunn'd and then she broke his pate | U |
| And what he thought the hardest case | V |
| The parish jeer'd him to his face | V |
| Those men who wore the breeches least | W |
| Call'd him a cuckold fool and beast | W |
| At home he was pursued with noise | X |
| Abroad was pester'd by the boys | X |
| Within his wife would break his bones | Y |
| Without they pelted him with stones | Y |
| The 'prentices procured a riding | Z |
| To act his patience and her chiding | Z |
| False patience and mistaken pride | A2 |
| There are ten thousand Dicks beside | A2 |
| Slaves to their quiet and good name | Q |
| Are used like Dick and bear the blame | Q |
Jonathan Swift
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