Dick's Variety Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFGHHIIJJKKLL KKMMNNKKKKOOFGPLQB| Dull uniformity in fools | A |
| I hate who gape and sneer by rules | A |
| You Mullinix and slobbering C | B |
| Who every day and hour the same are | C |
| That vulgar talent I despise | D |
| Of pissing in the rabble's eyes | D |
| And when I listen to the noise | E |
| Of idiots roaring to the boys | E |
| To better judgment still submitting | F |
| I own I see but little wit in | G |
| Such pastimes when our taste is nice | H |
| Can please at most but once or twice | H |
| But then consider Dick you'll find | I |
| His genius of superior kind | I |
| He never muddles in the dirt | J |
| Nor scours the streets without a shirt | J |
| Though Dick I dare presume to say | K |
| Could do such feats as well as they | K |
| Dick I could venture everywhere | L |
| Let the boys pelt him if they dare | L |
| He'd have them tried at the assizes | K |
| For priests and jesuits in disguises | K |
| Swear they were with the Swedes at Bender | M |
| And listing troops for the Pretender | M |
| But Dick can f t and dance and frisk | N |
| No other monkey half so brisk | N |
| Now has the speaker by his ears | K |
| Next moment in the House of Peers | K |
| Now scolding at my Lady Eustace | K |
| Or thrashing Baby in her new stays | K |
| Presto begone with t'other hop | O |
| He's powdering in a barber's shop | O |
| Now at the antichamber thrusting | F |
| His nose to get the circle just in | G |
| And damns his blood that in the rear | P |
| He sees a single Tory there | L |
| Then woe be to my lord lieutenant | Q |
| Again he'll tell him and again on't | B |
Jonathan Swift
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