On A Corkscrew Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEECCFFGGHHII JJKKLMNNOOEEPPQQRR

Though I alas a prisoner beA
My trade is prisoners to set freeA
No slave his lord's commands obeysB
With such insinuating waysB
My genius piercing sharp and brightC
Wherein the men of wit delightC
The clergy keep me for their easeD
And turn and wind me as they pleaseD
A new and wondrous art I showE
Of raising spirits from belowE
In scarlet some and some in whiteC
They rise walk round yet never frightC
In at each mouth the spirits passF
Distinctly seen as through a glassF
O'er head and body make a routG
And drive at last all secrets outG
And still the more I show my artH
The more they open every heartH
A greater chemist none than II
Who from materials hard and dryI
Have taught men to extract with skillJ
More precious juice than from a stillJ
Although I'm often out of caseK
I'm not ashamed to show my faceK
Though at the tables of the greatL
I near the sideboard take my seatM
Yet the plain 'squire when dinner's doneN
Is never pleased till I make oneN
He kindly bids me near him standO
And often takes me by the handO
I twice a day a hunting goE
Nor ever fail to seize my foeE
And when I have him by the pollP
I drag him upwards from his holeP
Though some are of so stubborn kindQ
I'm forced to leave a limb behindQ
I hourly wait some fatal endR
For I can break but scorn to bendR

Jonathan Swift



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