On A Candle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMIINNDDOOPPKKQQ RRSSTTUUVWXXII| Of all inhabitants on earth | A |
| To man alone I owe my birth | A |
| And yet the cow the sheep the bee | B |
| Are all my parents more than he | B |
| I a virtue strange and rare | C |
| Make the fairest look more fair | C |
| And myself which yet is rarer | D |
| Growing old grow still the fairer | D |
| Like sots alone I'm dull enough | E |
| When dosed with smoke and smear'd with snuff | E |
| But in the midst of mirth and wine | F |
| I with double lustre shine | F |
| Emblem of the Fair am I | G |
| Polish'd neck and radiant eye | G |
| In my eye my greatest grace | H |
| Emblem of the Cyclops' race | H |
| Metals I like them subdue | I |
| Slave like them to Vulcan too | I |
| Emblem of a monarch old | J |
| Wise and glorious to behold | J |
| Wasted he appears and pale | K |
| Watching for the public weal | K |
| Emblem of the bashful dame | L |
| That in secret feeds her flame | L |
| Often aiding to impart | M |
| All the secrets of her heart | M |
| Various is my bulk and hue | I |
| Big like Bess and small like Sue | I |
| Now brown and burnish'd like a nut | N |
| At other times a very slut | N |
| Often fair and soft and tender | D |
| Taper tall and smooth and slender | D |
| Like Flora deck'd with various flowers | O |
| Like Phoebus guardian of the hours | O |
| But whatever be my dress | P |
| Greater be my size or less | P |
| Swelling be my shape or small | K |
| Like thyself I shine in all | K |
| Clouded if my face is seen | Q |
| My complexion wan and green | Q |
| Languid like a love sick maid | R |
| Steel affords me present aid | R |
| Soon or late my date is done | S |
| As my thread of life is spun | S |
| Yet to cut the fatal thread | T |
| Oft revives my drooping head | T |
| Yet I perish in my prime | U |
| Seldom by the death of time | U |
| Die like lovers as they gaze | V |
| Die for those I live to please | W |
| Pine unpitied to my urn | X |
| Nor warm the fair for whom I burn | X |
| Unpitied unlamented too | I |
| Die like all that look on you | I |
Jonathan Swift
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