On A Curate's Complaint Of Hard Duty Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFGHIDDDII| I marched three miles through scorching sand | A |
| With zeal in heart and notes in hand | A |
| I rode four more to Great St Mary | B |
| Using four legs when two were weary | B |
| To three fair virgins I did tie men | C |
| In the close bands of pleasing Hymen | D |
| I dipp'd two babes in holy water | E |
| And purified their mother after | E |
| Within an hour and eke a half | F |
| I preach'd three congregations deaf | G |
| Where thundering out with lungs long winded | H |
| I chopp'd so fast that few there minded | I |
| My emblem the laborious sun | D |
| Saw all these mighty labours done | D |
| Before one race of his was run | D |
| All this perform'd by Robert Hewit | I |
| What mortal else could e'er go through it | I |
Jonathan Swift
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