An English Ballad, On The Taking Of Namur, By The King Of Great Britain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFEFGHIH JKJKLMNM MOMOPOQOOOOO M ROSOAMAM M TUTUFOFOVEWE M ELEXOYOZA2B2A2B2 M AEAEC2KC2KEEEE A OD2OE2EEEEF2AF2A A G2EG2EETATOAOA A A2TA2TH2I2H2I2AEAE A AJ2AK2B2B2B2B2AEAE A EEEEEAEA A B2EB2EOEOE A AEAEB2EB2EL2AL2A A B2EB2EB2B2B2B2 A AM2AM2OOOOEAEADulce est desipere in loco | A |
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I | - |
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Some Folks are drunk yet do not know it | B |
So might not Bacchus give You Law | C |
Was it a Muse O lofty Poet | D |
Or Virgin of St Cyr You saw | C |
Why all this Fury What's the Matter | E |
That Oaks must come from Thrace to dance | F |
Must stupid Stocks be taught to flatter | E |
And is there no such Wood in France | F |
Why must the Winds all hold their Tongue | G |
If they a little Breath should raise | H |
Would that have spoil'd the Poet's Song | I |
Or puff'd away the Monarch's Praise | H |
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II | - |
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Pindar that Eagle mounts the Skies | J |
While Virtue leads the noble Way | K |
Too like a Vultur Boileau flies | J |
Where sordid Interest shows the Prey | K |
When once the Poet's Honour ceases | L |
From Reason far his Transports rove | M |
And Boileau for eight hundred Pieces | N |
Makes Louis take the Wall of Jove | M |
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III | - |
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Neptune and Sol came from above | M |
Shap'd like Megrigny and Vauban | O |
They arm'd these Rocks then show'd old Jove | M |
Of Marli Wood the Wond'rous Plan | O |
Such Walls these three wise Gods agreed | P |
By Human Force could ne'er be shaken | O |
But You and I in Homer read | Q |
Of Gods as well as Men mistaken | O |
Sambre and Maese their Waves may join | O |
But ne'er can William's Force restrain | O |
He'll pass them Both who pass'd the Boyn | O |
Remember this and arm the Sein | O |
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IV | M |
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Full fifteen thousand lusty Fellows | R |
With Fire and Sword the Fort maintain | O |
Each was a Hercules You tell us | S |
Yet out they march'd like common Men | O |
Cannons above and Mines below | A |
Did Death and Tombs for Foes contrive | M |
Yet Matters have been order'd so | A |
That most of Us are still alive | M |
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V | M |
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If Namur be compar'd to Troy | T |
Then Britain's Boys excell'd the Greeks | U |
Their Siege did ten long Years employ | T |
We've done our Bus'ness in ten Weeks | U |
What Godhead does so fast advance | F |
With dreadful Pow'r those Hills to gain | O |
'Tis little Will the Scourge of France | F |
No Godhead but the first of Men | O |
His mortal Arm exerts the Pow'r | V |
To keep ev'n Mons's Victor under | E |
And that same Jupiter no more | W |
Shall fright the World with impious Thunder | E |
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VI | M |
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Our King thus trembles at Namur | E |
Whilst Villeroy who ne'er afraid is | L |
To Bruxelles marches on secure | E |
To bomb the Monks and scare the Ladies | X |
After this glorious Expedition | O |
One Battle makes the Marshal Great | Y |
He must perform the King's Commission | O |
Who knows but Orange may retreat | Z |
Kings are allow'd to feign the Gout | A2 |
Or be prevail'd with not to Fight | B2 |
And mighty Louis hop'd no doubt | A2 |
That William wou'd preserve that Right | B2 |
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VII | M |
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From Seyn and Loyre to Rhone and Po | A |
See every Mother's Son appear | E |
In such a Case ne'er blame a Foe | A |
If he betrays some little Fear | E |
He comes the mighty Vill'roy comes | C2 |
Finds a small River in his Way | K |
So waves his Colours beats his Drums | C2 |
And thinks it prudent there to stay | K |
The Gallic Troops breath Blood and War | E |
The Marshal cares not to march faster | E |
Poor Vill'roy moves so slowly here | E |
We fancy'd all it was his Master | E |
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VIII | A |
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Will no kind Flood no friendly Rain | O |
Disguise the Marshal's plain Disgrace | D2 |
No Torrents swell the low Mehayne | O |
The World will say he durst not pass | E2 |
Why will no Hyades appear | E |
Dear Poet on the Banks of Sambre | E |
Just as they did that mighty Year | E |
When You turn'd June into December | E |
The Water Nymphs are too unkind | F2 |
To Vill'roy are the Land Nymphs so | A |
And fly They All at Once Combin'd | F2 |
To shame a General and a Beau | A |
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IX | A |
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Truth Justice Sense Religion Fame | G2 |
May join to finish William's Story | E |
Nations set free may bless his Name | G2 |
And France in Secret own his Glory | E |
But Ipres Mastrich and Cambray | E |
Besancon Ghent St Omers Lysle | T |
Courtray and Dole Ye Criticks say | A |
How poor to this was Pindar's Style | T |
With Eke's and Also's tack thy Strain | O |
Great Bard and sing the deathless Prince | A |
Who lost Namur the same Campaign | O |
He bought Dixmude and plunder'd Deynse | A |
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X | A |
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I'll hold Ten Pound my Dream is out | A2 |
I'd tell it You but for the Rattle | T |
Of those confounded Drums no doubt | A2 |
Yon' bloody Rogues intend a Battel | T |
Dear me a hundred thousand French | H2 |
With Terror fill the neighb'ring Field | I2 |
While William carries on the Trench | H2 |
'Till both the Town and Castle yield | I2 |
Vill'roy to Boufflers should advance | A |
Says Mars thro' Cannons Mouths in Fire | E |
Id est one Mareschal of France | A |
Tells t'other He can come no nigher | E |
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XI | A |
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Regain the Lines the shortest Way | A |
Vill'roy or to Versailles take Post | J2 |
For having seen it Thou can'st say | A |
The Steps by which Namur was lost | K2 |
The Smoke and Flame may vex thy Sight | B2 |
Look not once back but as thou goest | B2 |
Quicken the Squadrons in their Flight | B2 |
And bid the D l take the slowest | B2 |
Think not what Reason to produce | A |
From Louis to conceal thy Fear | E |
He'll own the Strength of thy Excuse | A |
Tell him that William was but there | E |
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XII | A |
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Now let us look for Louis' Feather | E |
That us'd to shine so like a Star | E |
The Gen'rals could not get together | E |
Wanting that Influence great in War | E |
O Poet Thou had'st been discreeter | E |
Hanging the Monarch's Hat so high | A |
If Thou had'st dubb'd thy Star a Meteor | E |
That did but blaze and rove and die | A |
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XIII | A |
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To animate the doubtful Fight | B2 |
Namur in vain expects that Ray | E |
In vain France hopes the sickly Light | B2 |
Shou'd shine near William's fuller Day | E |
It knows Versailles it's proper Station | O |
Nor cares for any foreign Sphere | E |
Where You see Boileau's Constellation | O |
Be sure no Danger can be near | E |
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XIV | A |
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The French had gather'd all their Force | A |
And William met them in their Way | E |
Yet off they brush'd both Foot and Horse | A |
What has Friend Boileau left to say | E |
When his high Muse is bent upon't | B2 |
To sing her King that Great Commander | E |
Or on the Shores of Hellespont | B2 |
Or in the Valleys near Scamander | E |
Wou'd it not spoil his noble Task | L2 |
If any foolish Phrygian there is | A |
Impertinent enough to ask | L2 |
How far Namur may be from Paris | A |
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XV | A |
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Two Stanza's more before we end | B2 |
Of Death Pikes Rocks Arms Bricks and Fire | E |
Leave 'em behind You honest Friend | B2 |
And with your Country Men retire | E |
Your Ode is spoilt Namur is freed | B2 |
For Dixmuyd something yet is due | B2 |
So good Count Guiscard may proceed | B2 |
But Boufflers Sir one Word with you | B2 |
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XVI | A |
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'Tis done In Sight of these Commanders | A |
Who neither Fight nor raise the Siege | M2 |
The Foes of France march safe thro' Flanders | A |
Divide to Bruxelles or to Liege | M2 |
Send Fame this News to Trianon | O |
That Boufflers may new Honours gain | O |
He the same Play by Land has shown | O |
As Tourville did upon the Main | O |
Yet is the Marshal made a Peer | E |
O William may thy Arms advance | A |
That He may lose Dinant next Year | E |
And so be Constable of France | A |
Matthew Prior
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