Prologue To 'zobeide' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGDAAHIJJJK IKFILIIJJFFFFFFFJJII JJMM| IN these bold times when Learning's sons explore | A |
| The distant climate and the savage shore | A |
| When wise Astronomers to India steer | B |
| And quit for Venus many a brighter here | C |
| While Botanists all cold to smiles and dimpling | D |
| Forsake the fair and patiently go simpling | D |
| When every bosom swells with wond'rous scenes | E |
| Priests cannibals and hoity toity queens | E |
| Our bard into the general spirit enters | F |
| And fits his little frigate for adventures | F |
| With Scythian stores and trinkets deeply laden | G |
| He this way steers his course in hopes of trading | D |
| Yet ere he lands he 'as ordered me before | A |
| To make an observation on the shore | A |
| Where are we driven our reck'ning sure is lost | H |
| This seems a barren and a dangerous coast | I |
| what a sultry climate am I under | J |
| Yon ill foreboding cloud seems big with thunder | J |
| 'Upper Gallery' | J |
| There Mangroves spread and larger than I've seen 'em | K |
| 'Pit' | I |
| Here trees of stately size and turtles in 'em | K |
| 'Balconies' | F |
| Here ill condition'd oranges abound | I |
| 'Stage' | L |
| And apples 'takes up one and tastes it' | I |
| bitter apples strew the ground | I |
| The place is uninhabited I fear | J |
| I heard a hissing there are serpents here | J |
| O there the natives are a dreadful race | F |
| The men have tails the women paint the face | F |
| No doubt they're all barbarians Yes 'tis so | F |
| I'll try to make palaver with them though | F |
| 'Making signs' | F |
| 'Tis best however keeping at a distance | F |
| Good Savages our Captain craves assistance | F |
| Our ship's well stor'd in yonder creek we've laid her | J |
| His honour is no mercenary trader | J |
| This is his first adventure lend him aid | I |
| Or you may chance to spoil a thriving trade | I |
| His goods he hopes are prime and brought from far | J |
| Equally fit for gallantry and war | J |
| What no reply to promises so ample | M |
| I'd best step back and order up a sample | M |
Oliver Goldsmith
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