The Reverse (to Swift's Verses On Biddy Floyd); Or, Mrs. Cludd Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBBBBCCDDCCEEFFGG HBIIIIBBBBJJCCBBBBBB| Venus one day as story goes | A |
| But for what reason no man knows | A |
| In sullen mood and grave deport | B |
| Trudged it away to Jove's high court | B |
| And there his Godship did entreat | B |
| To look out for his best receipt | B |
| And make a monster strange and odd | B |
| Abhorr'd by man and every god | B |
| Jove ever kind to all the fair | C |
| Nor e'er refused a lady's prayer | C |
| Straight oped 'scrutoire and forth he took | D |
| A neatly bound and well gilt book | D |
| Sure sign that nothing enter'd there | C |
| But what was very choice and rare | C |
| Scarce had he turn'd a page or two | E |
| It might be more for aught I knew | E |
| But be the matter more or less | F |
| 'Mong friends 'twill break no squares I guess | F |
| Then smiling to the dame quoth he | G |
| Here's one will fit you to a T | G |
| But as the writing doth prescribe | H |
| 'Tis fit the ingredients we provide | B |
| Away he went and search'd the stews | I |
| And every street about the Mews | I |
| Diseases impudence and lies | I |
| Are found and brought him in a trice | I |
| From Hackney then he did provide | B |
| A clumsy air and awkward pride | B |
| From lady's toilet next he brought | B |
| Noise scandal and malicious thought | B |
| These Jove put in an old close stool | J |
| And with them mix'd the vain the fool | J |
| But now came on his greatest care | C |
| Of what he should his paste prepare | C |
| For common clay or finer mould | B |
| Was much too good such stuff to hold | B |
| At last he wisely thought on mud | B |
| So raised it up and call'd it Cludd | B |
| With this the lady well content | B |
| Low curtsey'd and away she went | B |
Jonathan Swift
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