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To The Right Honourable Francis Earl Of Huntington Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
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The wise and great of every clime	B
Through all the spacious walks of Time	B
Where'er the Muse her power display'd	C
With joy have listen'd and obey'd	C
For taught of heaven the sacred Nine	D
Persuasive numbers forms divine	D
To mortal sense impart	E
They best the soul with glory fire	F
They noblest counsels boldest deeds inspire	G
And high o'er Fortune's rage inthrone the fixed heart	E
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Nor less prevailing is their charm	B
The vengeful bosom to disarm	B
To melt the proud with human woe	H
And prompt unwilling tears to flow	H
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Can wealth a power like this afford	I
Can Cromwell's arts or Marlborough's sword	I
An equal empire claim	B
No Hastings Thou my words wilt own	J
Thy breast the gifts of every Muse hath known	J
Nor shall the giver's love disgrace thy noble name	B
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The Muse's awful art	E
And the blest function of the poet's tongue	K
Ne'er shalt thou blush to honour to assert	L
From all that scorned vice or slavish fear hath sung	K
Nor shall the blandishment of Tuscan strings	M
Warbling at will in pleasure's myrtle bower	F
Nor shall the servile notes to Celtic kings	M
By flattering minstrels paid in evil hour	F
Move thee to spurn the heavenly Muse's reign	N
A different strain	N
And other themes	O
From her prophetic shades and hallow'd streams	O
Thou well can'st witness meet the purged ear	P
Such as when Greece to her immortal shell	Q
Rejoicing listen'd godlike sounds to hear	P
To hear the sweet instructress tell	Q
While men and heroes throng'd around	R
How life its noblest use may find	S
How well for freedom be resign'd	S
And how by glory virtue shall be crown'd	R
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II	A
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Such was the Chian father's strain	N
To many a kind domestic train	N
Whose pious hearth and genial bowl	T
Had chear'd the reverend pilgrim's soul	T
When every hospitable rite	U
With equal bounty to requite	U
He struck his magic strings	M
And pour'd spontaneous numbers forth	V
And seiz'd their ears with tales of ancient worth	W
And fill'd their musing hearts with vast heroic things	M
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Now oft where happy spirits dwell	Q
Where yet he tunes his charming shell	Q
Oft near him with applauding hands	X
The genius of his country stands	X
To listening gods he makes him known	J
That man divine by whom were sown	J
The seeds of Grecian fame	B
Who first the race with freedom fir'd	U
From whom Lycurgus Sparta's sons inspir'd	U
From whom Plat an palms and Cyprian trophies came	B
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O noblest happiest age	Y
When Aristides rul'd and Cimon fought	U
When all the generous fruits of Homer's page	Y
Exulting Pindar saw to full perfection bought	U
O Pindar oft shalt thou be hail'd of me	B
Not that Apollo fed thee from his shrine	D
Not that thy lips drank sweetness from the bee	B
Nor yet that studious of thy notes divine	D
Pan danc'd their measure with the sylvan throng	Z
But that thy song	Z
Was proud to unfold	U
What thy base rulers trembled to behold	U
Amid corrupted Thebes was proud to tell	Q
The deeds of Athens and the Persian shame	B
Hence on thy head their impious vengeance fell	Q
But thou o faithful to thy fame	B
The Muse's law did'st rightly know	H
That who would animate his lays	A2
And other minds to virtue raise	A2
Must feel his own with all her spirit glow	H
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III	A
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Are there approv'd of later times	B2
Whose verse adorn'd a tyrant's crimes	B2
Who saw majestic Rome betray'd	U
And lent the imperial ruffian aid	U
Alas not one polluted bard	U
No not the strains that Mincius heard	U
Or Tibur's hills reply'd	U
Dare to the Muse's ear aspire	G
Save that instructed by the Grecian lyre	G
With freedom's ancient notes their shameful task they hide	U
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Mark how the dread Pantheon stands	X
Amid the domes of modern hands	X
Amid the toys of idle state	U
How simply how severely great	U
Then turn and while each western clime	B
Presents her tuneful sons to Time	B
So mark thou Milton's name	B
And add Thus differs from the throng	Z
The spirit which inform'd thy awful song	Z
Which bade thy potent voice protect thy country's fame	B
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Yet hence barbaric zeal	C2
His memory with unholy rage pursues	D2
While from these arduous cares of public weal	C2
She bids each bard begone and rest him with his Muse	D2
O fool to think the man whose ample mind	U
Must grasp at all that yonder stars survey	E2
Must join the noblest forms of every kind	U
The world's most perfect image to display	E2
Can e'er his country's majesty behold	U
Unmov'd or cold	U
O fool to deem	B
That he whose thought must visit every theme	B
Whose heart must every strong emotion know	H
Inspir'd by nature or by fortune taught	U
That he if haply some presumptuous foe	H
With false ignoble science fraught	U
Shall spurn at freedom's faithful band	U
That he their dear defence will shun	F2
Or hide their glories from the sun	F2
Or deal their vengeance with a woman's hand	U
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IV	H
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I care not that in Arno's plain	N
Or on the sportive banks of Seine	B
From public themes the Muse's quire	G
Content with polish'd ease retire	G
Where priests the studious head command	U
Where tyrants bow the warlike hand	U
To vile ambition's aim	B
Say what can public themes afford	U
Save venal honors to an hateful lord	U
Reserv'd for angry heaven and scorn'd of honest fame	B
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But here where freedom's equal throne	J
To all her valiant sons is known	J
Where all are conscious of her cares	G2
And each the power that rules him shares	G2
Here let the bard whose dastard tongue	K
Leaves public arguments unsung	K
Bid public praise farewell	C2
Let him to fitter climes remove	H
Far from the hero's and the patriot's love	H
And lull mysterious monks to slumber in their cell	C2
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O Hastings not to all	C2
Can ruling heaven the same endowments lend	U
Yet still doth nature to her offspring call	C2
That to one general weal their different powers they bend	U
Unenvious Thus alone though strains divine	D
Inform the bosom of the Muse's son	F2
Though with new honors the patrician's line	D
Advance from age to age yet thus alone	J
They win the suffrage of impartial fame	B
The poet's name	B
He best shall prove	H
Whose lays the soul with noblest passions move	H
But thee o progeny of heroes old	U
Thee to severer toils thy fate requires	H2
The fate which form'd thee in a chosen mould	U
The grateful country of thy sires	I2
Thee to sublimer paths demand	U
Sublimer than thy sires could trace	J2
Or thy own Edward teach his race	J2
Though Gaul's proud genius sank beneath his hand	U
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V	B
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From rich domains and subject farms	K2
They led the rustic youth to arms	K2
And kings their stern atchievements fear'd	U
While private strife their banners rear'd	U
But loftier scenes to thee are shown	J
Where empire's wide establish'd throne	J
No private master fills	L2
Where long foretold the People reigns	M2
Where each a vassal's humble heart disdains	M2
And judgeth what he sees and as he judgeth wills	L2
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Here be it thine to calm and guide	U
The swelling democratic tide	U
To watch the state's uncertain frame	B
And baffle faction's partial aim	B
But chiefly with determin'd zeal	C2
To quell that servile band who kneel	C2
To freedom's banish'd foes	N2
That monster which is daily found	U
Expert and bold thy country's peace to wound	U
Yet dreads to handle arms nor manly counsel knows	N2
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'Tis highest heaven's command	U
That guilty aims should sordid paths pursue	O2
That what ensnares the heart should maim the hand	U
And virtue's worthless foes be false to glory too	O2
But look on freedom see through every age	Y
What labours perils griefs hath she disdain'd	U
What arms what regal pride what priestly rage	Y
Have her dread offspring conquer'd or sustain'd	U
For Albion well have conquer'd Let the strains	M2
Of happy swains	M2
Which now resound	U
Where Scarsdale's cliffs the swelling pastures bound	U
Bear witness there oft let the farmer hail	C2
The sacred orchard which imbowers his gate	U
And shew to strangers passing down the vale	C2
Where Candish Booth and Osborne sate	U
When bursting from their country's chain	N
Even in the midst of deadly harms	M2
Of papal snares and lawless arms	M2
They plann'd for freedom this her noblest reign	N
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VI	H
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This reign these laws this public care	P2
Which Nassau gave us all to share	P2
Had ne'er adorn'd the English name	B
Could fear have silenc'd freedom's claim	B
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But fear in vain attempts to bind	U
Those lofty efforts of the mind	U
Which social good inspires	M2
Where men for this assault a throne	J
Each adds the common welfare to his own	J
And each unconquer'd heart the strength of all acquires	M2
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Say was it thus when late we view'd	U
Our fields in civil blood imbru'd	U
When fortune crown'd the barbarous host	U
And half the astonish'd isle was lost	U
Did one of all that vaunting train	N
Who dare affront a peaceful reign	N
Durst one in arms appear	Q2
Durst one in counsels pledge his life	H
Stake his luxurious fortunes in the strife	H
Or lend his boasted name his vagrant friends to chear	Q2
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Yet Hastings these are they	E2
Who challenge to themselves thy country's love	H
The true the constant who alone can weigh	E2
What glory should demand or liberty approve	H
But let their works declare them Thy free powers	M2
The generous powers of thy prevailing mind	U
Not for the tasks of their confederate hours	M2
Lewd brawls and lurking slander were design'd	U
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Be thou thy own approver Honest praise	M2
Oft nobly sways	M2
Ingenuous youth	R2
But sought from cowards and the lying mouth	S2
Praise is reproach Eternal God alone	J
For mortals fixeth that sublime award	U
He from the faithful records of his throne	J
Bids the historian and the bard	U
Dispose of honor and of scorn	T2
Discern the patriot from the slave	H
And write the good the wise the brave	H
For lessons to the multitude unborn	T2