Dean Smedley's Petition To The Duke Of Grafton[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Non domus et fundus non aeris acervus et auri HOR	A
Epist I ii	B
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It was my lord the dexterous shift	C
Of t'other Jonathan viz Swift	C
But now St Patrick's saucy dean	D
With silver verge and surplice clean	D
Of Oxford or of Ormond's grace	E
In looser rhyme to beg a place	E
A place he got yclept a stall	F
And eke a thousand pounds withal	F
And were he less a witty writer	A
He might as well have got a mitre	A
Thus I the Jonathan of Clogher	A
In humble lays my thanks to offer	A
Approach your grace with grateful heart	G
My thanks and verse both void of art	G
Content with what your bounty gave	H
No larger income do I crave	H
Rejoicing that in better times	I
Grafton requires my loyal lines	J
Proud while my patron is polite	K
I likewise to the patriot write	K
Proud that at once I can commend	L
King George's and the Muses' friend	L
Endear'd to Britain and to thee	A
Disjoin'd Hibernia by the sea	A
Endear'd by twice three anxious years	M
Employ'd in guardian toils and cares	N
By love by wisdom and by skill	F
For he has saved thee 'gainst thy will	F
But where shall Smedley make his nest	O
And lay his wandering head to rest	O
Where shall he find a decent house	P
To treat his friends and cheer his spouse	P
O tack my lord some pretty cure	A
In wholesome soil and ether pure	A
The garden stored with artless flowers	Q
In either angle shady bowers	Q
No gay parterre with costly green	D
Within the ambient hedge be seen	D
Let Nature freely take her course	R
Nor fear from me ungrateful force	R
No shears shall check her sprouting vigour	A
Nor shape the yews to antic figure	A
A limpid brook shall trout supply	F
In May to take the mimic fly	F
Round a small orchard may it run	S
Whose apples redden to the sun	S
Let all be snug and warm and neat	T
For fifty turn'd a safe retreat	T
A little Euston may it be	A
Euston I'll carve on every tree	A
But then to keep it in repair	A
My lord twice fifty pounds a year	A
Will barely do but if your grace	E
Could make them hundreds charming place	E
Thou then wouldst show another face	E
Clogher far north my lord it lies	U
'Midst snowy hills inclement skies	U
One shivers with the arctic wind	V
One hears the polar axis grind	V
Good John indeed with beef and claret	V
Makes the place warm that one may bear it	V
He has a purse to keep a table	F
And eke a soul as hospitable	F
My heart is good but assets fail	F
To fight with storms of snow and hail	F
Besides the country's thin of people	F
Who seldom meet but at the steeple	F
The strapping dean that's gone to Down	W
Ne'er named the thing without a frown	W
When much fatigued with sermon study	V
He felt his brain grow dull and muddy	V
No fit companion could be found	V
To push the lazy bottle round	V
Sure then for want of better folks	X
To pledge his clerk was orthodox	Y
Ah how unlike to Gerard Street	V
Where beaux and belles in parties meet	V
Where gilded chairs and coaches throng	Z
And jostle as they troll along	Z
Where tea and coffee hourly flow	F
And gape seed does in plenty grow	F
And Griz no clock more certain cries	U
Exact at seven Hot mutton pies	U
There Lady Luna in her sphere	A
Once shone when Paunceforth was not near	A
But now she wanes and as 'tis said	V
Keeps sober hours and goes to bed	V
There but 'tis endless to write down	W
All the amusements of the town	W
And spouse will think herself quite undone	S
To trudge to Connor from sweet London	S
And care we must our wives to please	A2
Or else we shall be ill at ease	A2
You see my lord what 'tis I lack	B2
'Tis only some convenient tack	B2
Some parsonage house with garden sweet	V
To be my late my last retreat	V
A decent church close by its side	V
There preaching praying to reside	V
And as my time securely rolls	C2
To save my own and other souls	C2

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