The Ladle. A Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABA CCDDEEFFGG HHIIJDKKLLMMIN OOPPQQRRGG SSTTUUVDV QAWWXXNN YYAANNVVUU NNNNVVZZDDQQA2B2AAYY NNDDQQ B2B2IIB2B2 B2B2B2B2QQ VVIIYY B2B2B2B2QQB2B2C2C2 IIB2B2YYNNYYQQNNVVQQ NNOOGD2NE2 NNVVB2B2EF2 GNNB2B2 SSII VVYY D2D2DDB2B2EEGG| The Sceptics think 'twas long ago | A |
| Since gods came down | B |
| incognito | A |
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| To see who were their friends or foes | C |
| And how our actions fell or rose | C |
| That since they gave things their beginning | D |
| And set this whirligig a spinning | D |
| Supine they in their heaven remain | E |
| Exempt from passion and from pain | E |
| And frankly leave us human elves | F |
| To cut and shuffle for ourselves | F |
| To stand or walk to rise or tumble | G |
| As matter and as motion jumble | G |
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| The poets now and painters hold | H |
| This thesis both absurd and bold | H |
| And your good natured gods they say | I |
| Descend some twice or thrice a day | I |
| Else all these things we toil so hard in | J |
| Would not avail one single farthing | D |
| For when the hero we rehearse | K |
| To grace his actions and our verse | K |
| 'Tis not by dint of human thought | L |
| That to his Latium he is brought | L |
| Iris descends by Fate's commands | M |
| To guide his steps through foreign lands | M |
| And Amphitrite clears his way | I |
| From rocks and quicksands in the sea | N |
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| And if you see him in a sketch | O |
| Though drawn by Paulo or Carache | O |
| He shows not half his force and strength | P |
| Strutting in armour and at length | P |
| That he may make his proper figure | Q |
| The piece must yet be four yards bigger | Q |
| The nymphs conduct him to the field | R |
| One holds his sword and one his shield | R |
| Mars standing by asserts his quarrel | G |
| And Fame flies after with a laurel | G |
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| These points I say of speculation | S |
| As 'twere to save or sink the nation | S |
| Men idly learned will dispute | T |
| Assert object confirm refute | T |
| Each mighty angry mighty right | U |
| With equal arms sustains the fight | U |
| Till now no umpire can agree 'em | V |
| So both draw off and sing | D |
| Te Deum | V |
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| Is it in equilibrio | Q |
| If deities descend or no | A |
| Then let th' affirmative prevail | W |
| As requisite to form my Tale | W |
| For by all parties 'tis confess'd | X |
| That those opinions are the best | X |
| Which in their nature most conduce | N |
| To present ends and private use | N |
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| Two gods came therefore from above | Y |
| One Mercury the other Jove | Y |
| The humour was it seems to know | A |
| If all the favours they bestow | A |
| Could from our own perverseness ease us | N |
| And if our wish enjoy'd would please us | N |
| Discoursing largely on this theme | V |
| O'er hills and dales their godships came | V |
| Till well nigh tired at almost night | U |
| They thought it proper to alight | U |
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| Not here that it as true as odd is | N |
| That in disguise a god or goddess | N |
| Exerts no supernatural powers | N |
| But acts on maxims much like ours | N |
| They spied at last a country farm | V |
| Where all was snug and clean and warm | V |
| For woods before and hills behind | Z |
| Secured it both from rain and wind | Z |
| Large oxen in the field were lowing | D |
| Good grain was sow'd good fruit was growing | D |
| Of last year's corn in barns great store | Q |
| Fat turkeys gobbling at the door | Q |
| And Wealth in short with Peace consented | A2 |
| That people here should live contented | B2 |
| But did they in effect do so | A |
| Have patience friend and thou shalt know | A |
| The honest farmer and his wife | Y |
| To years declined from prime of life | Y |
| Had struggled with the marriage noose | N |
| As almost every couple does | N |
| Sometimes my plague sometimes my darling | D |
| Kissing to day to morrow snarling | D |
| Jointly submitting to endure | Q |
| That evil which admits no cure | Q |
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| Our gods the outward gates unbarr'd | B2 |
| Our farmer met 'em in the yard | B2 |
| Thought they were folks that lost their way | I |
| And ask'd them civilly to stay | I |
| Told 'em for supper or for bed | B2 |
| They might go on and be worse sped | B2 |
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| So said so done the gods consent | B2 |
| All three into the parlour went | B2 |
| They compliment they sit they chat | B2 |
| Fight o'er the wars reform the state | B2 |
| A thousand knotty points they clear | Q |
| Till supper and my wife appear | Q |
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| Jove made his leg and kiss'd the dame | V |
| Obsequious Hermes did the same | V |
| Jove kiss'd the farmer's wife you say | I |
| He did but in an honest way | I |
| Oh not with half that warmth and life | Y |
| With which he kiss'd Amphitryon's wife | Y |
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| Well then things handsomely were served | B2 |
| My mistress for the strangers carved | B2 |
| How strong the beer how good the meat | B2 |
| How loud they laughed how much they eat | B2 |
| In epic sumptuous would appear | Q |
| Yet shall be pass'd in silence here | Q |
| For I should grieve to have it said | B2 |
| That by a fine description led | B2 |
| I made my episode too long | C2 |
| Or tired my friend to grace my song | C2 |
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| The grace cup served the cloth away | I |
| Jove thought it time to show his play | I |
| Landlord and landlady he cried | B2 |
| Folly and jesting laid aside | B2 |
| That ye thus hospitably live | Y |
| And strangers with good cheer receive | Y |
| Is mighty grateful to your betters | N |
| And make e'en gods themselves your debtors | N |
| To give this thesis plainer proof | Y |
| You have to night beneath your roof | Y |
| A pair of gods nay never wonder | Q |
| This youth can fly and I can thunder | Q |
| I'm Jupiter and he Mercurius | N |
| My page my son indeed but spurious | N |
| Form then three wishes you and Madam | V |
| And sure as you already had 'em | V |
| The things desired in half an hour | Q |
| Shall all be here and in your power | Q |
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| Thank ye great Gods the woman says | N |
| Oh may your altars ever blaze | N |
| A ladle for our silver dish | O |
| Is what I want is what I wish | O |
| A ladle cries the man a ladle | G |
| 'Odzooks Corsica you have pray'd ill | D2 |
| What should be great you turn to farce | N |
| I wish the ladle in your a | E2 |
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| With equal grief and shame my Muse | N |
| The sequel of the tale pursues | N |
| The ladle fell into the room | V |
| And struck in old Corsica's bum | V |
| Our couple weep two wishes past | B2 |
| And kindly join to form the last | B2 |
| To ease the woman's awkward pain | E |
| And get the ladle out again | F2 |
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| Moral | G |
| This commoner has worth and parts | N |
| Is praised for arms or loved for arts | N |
| His head aches for a coronet | B2 |
| And who is bless'd that is not great | B2 |
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| Some sense and more estate kind Heaven | S |
| To this well lotted peer has given | S |
| What then he must have rule and sway | I |
| And all is wrong till he's in play | I |
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| The miser must make up his plum | V |
| And dares not touch the hoarded sum | V |
| The sickly dotard wants a wife | Y |
| To draw off his last dregs of life | Y |
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| Against our peace we arm our will | D2 |
| Amidst our plenty something still | D2 |
| For horses houses pictures planting | D |
| To thee to me to him is wanting | D |
| That cruel something unpossess'd | B2 |
| Corrodes and leavens all the rest | B2 |
| That something if we could obtain | E |
| Would soon create a future pain | E |
| And to the coffin from the cradle | G |
| 'Tis all a wish and all a Ladle | G |
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