To Caleb Hardinge, M.d. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDDEFGEHIHIJJKLLM NONOPQRSSRTUTUVVOWWO JXJXYZXA2A2X| With sordid floods the wintry Urn | A |
| Hath stain'd fair Richmond's level green | B |
| Her naked hill the Dryads mourn | C |
| No longer a poetic scene | B |
| No longer there thy raptur'd eye | D |
| The beauteous forms of earth or sky | D |
| Surveys as in their Author's mind | E |
| And London shelters from the year | F |
| Those whom thy social hours to share | G |
| The Attic Muse design'd | E |
| From Hampstead's airy summit me | H |
| Her guest the city shall behold | I |
| What day the people's stern decree | H |
| To unbelieving kings is told | I |
| When common men the dread of fame | J |
| Adjudg'd as one of evil name | J |
| Before the sun the anointed head | K |
| Then seek thou too the pious town | L |
| With no unworthy cares to crown | L |
| That evening's awful shade | M |
| Deem not I call thee to deplore | N |
| The sacred martyr of the day | O |
| By fast and penitential lore | N |
| To purge our ancient guilt away | O |
| For this on humble faith I rest | P |
| That still our advocate the priest | Q |
| From heavenly wrath will save the land | R |
| Nor ask what rites our pardon gain | S |
| Nor how his potent sounds restrain | S |
| The thunderer's lifted hand | R |
| No Hardinge peace to church and state | T |
| That evening let the Muse give law | U |
| While I anew the theme relate | T |
| Which my first youth inamor'd saw | U |
| Then will I oft explore thy thought | V |
| What to reject which Locke hath taught | V |
| What to pursue in Virgil's lay | O |
| Till hope ascends to loftiest things | W |
| Nor envies demagogues or kings | W |
| Their frail and vulgar sway | O |
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| O vers'd in all the human frame | J |
| Lead thou where'er my labor lies | X |
| And English fancy's eager flame | J |
| To Grecian purity chastize | X |
| While hand in hand at wisdom's shrine | Y |
| Beauty with truth I strive to join | Z |
| And grave assent with glad applause | X |
| To paint the story of the soul | A2 |
| And Plato's visions to control | A2 |
| By Verulamian laws | X |
Mark Akenside
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