On Wood The Ironmonger Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBAACCAADDEEAAFFGG HHIIJKAALLLLAALLII| Salmoneus as the Grecian tale is | A |
| Was a mad coppersmith of Elis | A |
| Up at his forge by morning peep | B |
| No creature in the lane could sleep | B |
| Among a crew of roystering fellows | A |
| Would sit whole evenings at the alehouse | A |
| His wife and children wanted bread | C |
| While he went always drunk to bed | C |
| This vapouring scab must needs devise | A |
| To ape the thunder of the skies | A |
| With brass two fiery steeds he shod | D |
| To make a clattering as they trod | D |
| Of polish'd brass his flaming car | E |
| Like lightning dazzled from afar | E |
| And up he mounts into the box | A |
| And he must thunder with a pox | A |
| Then furious he begins his march | F |
| Drives rattling o'er a brazen arch | F |
| With squibs and crackers arm'd to throw | G |
| Among the trembling crowd below | G |
| All ran to prayers both priests and laity | H |
| To pacify this angry deity | H |
| When Jove in pity to the town | I |
| With real thunder knock'd him down | I |
| Then what a huge delight were all in | J |
| To see the wicked varlet sprawling | K |
| They search'd his pockets on the place | A |
| And found his copper all was base | A |
| They laugh'd at such an Irish blunder | L |
| To take the noise of brass for thunder | L |
| The moral of this tale is proper | L |
| Applied to Wood's adulterate copper | L |
| Which as he scatter'd we like dolts | A |
| Mistook at first for thunderbolts | A |
| Before the Drapier shot a letter | L |
| Nor Jove himself could do it better | L |
| Which lighting on the impostor's crown | I |
| Like real thunder knock'd him down | I |
Jonathan Swift
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