The Author Upon Himself Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHIJKLL MMNNFFMMIIOOPQRRSSTT UUIIVWJJXXIIYZA2A2B2 B2C2C2D2D2A2A2JJA2A2 E2E2F2F2VG2

By an old pursuedA
A crazy prelate and a royal prudeA
By dull divines who look with envious eyesB
On ev'ry genius that attempts to riseB
And pausing o'er a pipe with doubtful nodC
Give hints that poets ne'er believe in GodC
So clowns on scholars as on wizards lookD
And take a folio for a conj'ring bookD
Swift had the sin of wit no venial crimeE
Nay 'twas affirm'd he sometimes dealt in rhymeE
Humour and mirth had place in all he writF
He reconcil'd divinity and witF
He moved and bow'd and talk'd with too much graceG
Nor show'd the parson in his gait or faceG
Despised luxurious wines and costly meatH
Yet still was at the tables of the greatI
Frequented lords saw those that saw the queenJ
At Child's or Truby's never once had beenK
Where town and country vicars flock in tribesL
Secured by numbers from the laymen's gibesL
And deal in vices of the graver sortM
Tobacco censure coffee pride and portM
But after sage monitions from his friendsN
His talents to employ for nobler endsN
To better judgments willing to submitF
He turns to politics his dang'rous witF
And now the public Int'rest to supportM
By Harley Swift invited comes to courtM
In favour grows with ministers of stateI
Admitted private when superiors waitI
And Harley not ashamed his choice to ownO
Takes him to Windsor in his coach aloneO
At Windsor Swift no sooner can appearP
But St John comes and whispers in his earQ
The waiters stand in ranks the yeomen cryR
Make room as if a duke were passing byR
Now Finch alarms the lords he hears for certainS
This dang'rous priest is got behind the curtainS
Finch famed for tedious elocution provesT
That Swift oils many a spring which Harley movesT
Walpole and Aislaby to clear the doubtU
Inform the Commons that the secret's outU
'A certain doctor is observed of lateI
To haunt a certain minister of stateI
From whence with half an eye we may discoverV
The peace is made and Perkin must come over 'W
York is from Lambeth sent to show the queenJ
A dang'rous treatise writ against the spleenJ
Which by the style the matter and the driftX
'Tis thought could be the work of none but SwiftX
Poor York the harmless tool of others' hateI
He sues for pardon and repents too lateI
Now angry Somerset her vengeance vowsY
On Swift's reproaches for her spouseZ
From her red locks her mouth with venom fillsA2
And thence into the royal ear instilsA2
The queen incensed his services forgotB2
Leaves him a victim to the vengeful ScotB2
Now through the realm a proclamation spreadC2
To fix a price on his devoted headC2
While innocent he scorns ignoble flightD2
His watchful friends preserve him by a sleightD2
By Harley's favour once again he shinesA2
Is now caress'd by candidate divinesA2
Who change opinions with the changing sceneJ
Lord how were they mistaken in the deanJ
Now Delawar again familiar growsA2
And in Swift's ear thrusts half his powder'd noseA2
The Scottish nation whom he durst offendE2
Again apply that Swift would be their friendE2
By faction tired with grief he waits awhileF2
His great contending friends to reconcileF2
Performs what friendship justice truth requireV
What could he more but decently retireG2

Jonathan Swift



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