Phillis, Or, The Progress Of Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCAAAAAADDAAEEFF GGAAEEHEAAGGII AAJJAAAAKLAAMMNOPPQQ RRSSTUHHVWXXYYHEQQQQ ZZAAAAA2A2B2B2EE C2C2AAD2E2AAKL F2G2NNWWDesponding Phillis was endu'd | A |
With ev'ry Talent of a Prude | A |
She trembled when a Man drew near | B |
Salute her and she turn'd her Ear | C |
If o'er against her you were plac't | A |
She durst not look above your Wa i st | A |
She'd rather take you to her Bed | A |
Than let you see her dress her Head | A |
In Church you heard her thro' the Crowd | A |
Repeat the Absolution loud | A |
In Church secure behind her Fan | D |
She durst behold that Monster Man | D |
There practic'd how to place her Head | A |
And bit her Lips to make them red | A |
Or on the Matt devoutly kneeling | E |
Would lift her Eyes up to the Ceeling | E |
And heave her Bosom unaware | F |
For neighb'ring Beaux to see it bare | F |
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At length a lucky Lover came | G |
And found Admittance to the Dame | G |
Suppose all Partys now agreed | A |
The Writings drawn the Lawyer fee'd | A |
The Vicar and the Ring bespoke | E |
Guess how could such a Match be broke | E |
See then what Mortals place their Bliss in | H |
Next morn betimes the Bride was missing | E |
The Mother scream'd the Father chid | A |
Where can this idle Wench be hid | A |
No news of Phil The Bridegroom came | G |
And thought his Bride had sculk't for shame | G |
Because her Father us'd to say | I |
The Girl had such a Bashfull way | I |
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Now John the Butler must be sent | A |
To learn the Road that Phillis went | A |
The Groom was wisht to saddle Crop | J |
For John must neither light nor stop | J |
But find her where so'er she fled | A |
And bring her back alive or dead | A |
See here again the Dev'l to do | A |
For truly John was missing too | A |
The Horse and Pillion both were gone | K |
Phillis it seems was fled with John | L |
Old Madam who went up to find | A |
What Papers Phil had left behind | A |
A Letter on the Toylet sees | M |
To my much honor'd Father These | M |
'Tis always done Romances tell us | N |
When Daughters run away with Fellows | O |
Fill'd with the choicest common places | P |
By others us'd in the like Cases | P |
That long ago a Fortune teller | Q |
Exactly said what now befell her | Q |
And in a Glass had made her see | R |
A serving Man of low Degree | R |
It was her Fate must be forgiven | S |
For Marriages were made in Heaven | S |
His Pardon begg'd but to be plain | T |
She'd do't if 'twere to do again | U |
Thank God 'twas neither Shame nor Sin | H |
For John was come of honest Kin | H |
Love never thinks of Rich and Poor | V |
She'd beg with John from Door to Door | W |
Forgive her if it be a Crime | X |
She'll never do't another Time | X |
She ne'r before in all her Life | Y |
Once disobey'd him Maid nor Wife | Y |
One Argument she summ'd up all in | H |
The Thing was done and past recalling | E |
And therefore hop'd she should recover | Q |
His Favor when his Passion's over | Q |
She valued not what others thought her | Q |
And was His most obedient Daughter | Q |
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Fair Maidens all attend the Muse | Z |
Who now the wandring Pair pursues | Z |
Away they rose in homely Sort | A |
Their Journy long their Money Short | A |
The loving Couple well bemir'd | A |
The Horse and both the Riders tir'd | A |
Their Vittells bad their Lodging worse | A2 |
Phil cry'd and John began to curse | A2 |
Phil wish't that she had strained a Limb | B2 |
When first she ventur'd out with him | B2 |
John wish't that he had broke a Leg | E |
When first for her he quitted Peg | E |
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But what Adventures more befell 'em | C2 |
The Muse hath now no time to tell 'em | C2 |
How Jonny wheadled threatned fawnd | A |
Till Phillis all her Trinkets pawn'd | A |
How oft she broke her marriage Vows | D2 |
In kindness to maintain her Spouse | E2 |
Till Swains unwholsome spoyled the Trade | A |
For now the Surgeon must be paid | A |
To whom those Perquisites are gone | K |
In Christian Justice due to John | L |
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When Food and Rayment now grew scarce | F2 |
Fate put a Period to the Farce | G2 |
And with exact Poetic Justice | N |
For John is Landlord Phillis Hostess | N |
They keep at Stains the old blue Boar | W |
Are Cat and Dog and Rogue and Whore | W |
Jonathan Swift
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