The Puppet-show Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGFG HIHJ KKKK KLKL MNMO PQPR KSKT UVUV WXWX MXMX KMKM KKKK XGXG YZTZ KYKY LBLB

The life of man to representA
And turn it all to ridiculeB
Wit did a puppet show inventA
Where the chief actor is a foolB
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The gods of old were logs of woodC
And worship was to puppets paidD
In antic dress the idol stoodC
And priest and people bow'd the headE
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No wonder then if art beganF
The simple votaries to frameG
To shape in timber foolish manF
And consecrate the block to fameG
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From hence poetic fancy learn'dH
That trees might rise from human formsI
The body to a trunk be turn'dH
And branches issue from the armsJ
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Thus D dalus and Ovid tooK
That man's a blockhead have confestK
Powel and Stretch the hint pursueK
Life is a farce the world a jestK
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The same great truth South Sea has provedK
On that famed theatre the alleyL
Where thousands by directors movedK
Are now sad monuments of follyL
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What Momus was of old to JoveM
The same a Harlequin is nowN
The former was buffoon aboveM
The latter is a Punch belowO
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This fleeting scene is but a stageP
Where various images appearQ
In different parts of youth and ageP
Alike the prince and peasant shareR
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Some draw our eyes by being greatK
False pomp conceals mere wood withinS
And legislators ranged in stateK
Are oft but wisdom in machineT
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A stock may chance to wear a crownU
And timber as a lord take placeV
A statue may put on a frownU
And cheat us with a thinking faceV
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Others are blindly led awayW
And made to act for ends unknownX
By the mere spring of wires they playW
And speak in language not their ownX
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Too oft alas a scolding wifeM
Usurps a jolly fellow's throneX
And many drink the cup of lifeM
Mix'd and embitter'd by a JoanX
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In short whatever men pursueK
Of pleasure folly war or loveM
This mimic race brings all to viewK
Alike they dress they talk they moveM
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Go on great Stretch with artful handK
Mortals to please and to derideK
And when death breaks thy vital bandK
Thou shalt put on a puppet's prideK
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Thou shalt in puny wood be shownX
Thy image shall preserve thy fameG
Ages to come thy worth shall ownX
Point at thy limbs and tell thy nameG
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Tell Tom he draws a farce in vainY
Before he looks in nature's glassZ
Puns cannot form a witty sceneT
Nor pedantry for humour passZ
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To make men act as senseless woodK
And chatter in a mystic strainY
Is a mere force on flesh and bloodK
And shows some error in the brainY
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He that would thus refine on theeL
And turn thy stage into a schoolB
The jest of Punch will ever beL
And stand confest the greater foolB

Jonathan Swift



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