Protogenes And Apelles Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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When poets wrote and painters drewA
As Nature pointed out the viewA
Ere Gothic forms were known in GreeceB
To spoil the well proportion'd pieceB
And in our verse ere Monkish rhymesC
Had jangled their fantastic chimesC
Ere on the flowery lands of RhodesD
Those knights had fix'd their dull abodesD
Who knew not much to paint or writeE
Nor cared to pray nor dared to fightE
Protogenes historians noteF
Lived there a burgess scot and lotG
And as old Pliny's writings showH
Apelles did the same at CoH
Agreed these points of time and placeD
Proceed we in the present caseD
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Piqued by Protogenes's fameI
From Co to Rhodes Apelles cameI
To see a rival and a friendJ
Prepared to censure or commendJ
Here to absolve and there objectK
As art with candour might directK
He sails he lands he comes he ringsD
His servants follow with the thingsD
Appears the governante of the houseD
For such in Greece were much in useD
If young or handsome yea or noH
Concerns not me or thee to knowH
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Does Squire Protogenes live hereL
Yes Sir says he with gracious airM
And curtesy low but just call'd outN
By lords peculiarly devoutN
Who came on purpose Sir to borrowH
Our Venus for the feast to morrowH
To grace the church 'tis Venus dayO
I hope Sir you intend to stayO
To see our Venus 'tis the pieceD
The most renown'd throughout all GreeceD
So like th' original they sayO
But I have no great skill that wayO
But Sir at six 'tis now past threeP
Dromo must make my master's teaP
At six Sir if you please to comeQ
You'll find my master Sir at homeR
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Tea says a critic big with laughterS
Was found some twenty years ages afterS
Authors before they write should readT
'Tis very true but we'll proceedU
And Sir at present would you pleaseD
To leave your name Fair maiden yesD
Reach me that board No sooner spokeV
But done With one judicious strokeV
On the plain ground Appelles drewA
A circle regularly trueA
And will you please Sweet heart said heP
To show your master this from meP
By it he presently will knowH
How painters write their names at CoH
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He gave the pannel to the maidW
Smiling and curtesying Sir she saidT
I shall not fail to tell my masterS
And Sir for fear of all disasterS
I'll keep it my own self Safe bindX
Says the old proverb and safe findX
So Sir as sure as a key or lockY
Your servant Sir at six o'clockY
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Again at six Apelles cameI
Found the same prating civil dameI
Sir that my master has been hereL
Will by the board itself appearZ
If from the perfect line be foundA2
He has presumed to swell the roundA2
Or colours on the draught to layO
'Tis thus he order'd me to sayO
Thus write the painters of this isleB2
Let those of Co remark the styleB2
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She said and to his hand restoredC2
The rival pledge the missive boardC2
Upon the happy line were laidW
Such obvious light and easy shadeW
That Paris' apple stood confestW
Or Leda's egg or Cloe's breastW
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Apelles view'd the finish'd pieceD
And live said he the arts of GreeceD
Howe'er Protogenes and ID2
May in our rival talents vieD2
Howe'er our works may have exprestW
Who truest drew or colour'd bestW
When he beheld my flowing lineE2
He found at least I could designE2
And from his artful round I grantW
That he with perfect skill can paintW
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The dullest genius cannot failF2
To find the moral of my taleF2
That the distinguish'd part of menG2
With compass pencil sword or penG2
Should in life's visit leave their nameI
In characters which may proclaimI
That they with ardour strove to raiseD
At once their arts and country's praiseD
And in their working took great careM
That all was full and round and fairM

Matthew Prior



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