Metamorphosis Viii, 611-724 Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Baucis and Philemon	A
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THUS Achelous ends his audience hear	B
With admiration and admiring fear	C
The pow'rs of heav'n except Ixion's son	A
Who laugh'd at all the gods believ'd in none	A
He shook his impious head and thus replies	D
These legends are no more than pious lies	D
You attribute too much to heavenly sway	E
To think they give us forms and take away	E
The rest of better minds their sense declar'd	F
Against this doctrine and with horrour heard	G
Then Lelex rose an old experienc'd man	H
And thus with sober gravity began	H
Heav'n's pow'r is infinite earth air and sea	I
The manufacture mass the making pow'r obey	E
By proof to clear your doubt in Phrygian ground	J
Two neighb'ring trees with walls encompass'd round	J
Stand on a mod'rate rise with wonder shown	K
One a hard oak a softer linden one	A
I saw the place and them by Pittheus sent	L
To Phrygian realms my grandsire's government	M
Not far from thence is seen a lake the haunt	N
Of coots and of the fishing cormorant	M
Here Jove with Hermes came but in disguise	D
Of mortal men conceal'd their deities	O
One laid aside his thunder one his rod	P
And many toilsome steps together trod	P
For harbour at a thousand doors they knock'd	Q
Not one of all the thousand but was lock'd	Q
At last an hospitable house they found	J
A homely shed the roof not far from ground	J
Was thatch'd with reeds and straw together bound	J
There Baucis and Philemon liv'd and there	R
Had liv'd long married and a happy pair	R
Now old in love though little was their store	S
Inur'd to want their poverty they bore	S
Nor aim'd at wealth professing to be poor	T
For master or for servant here to call	U
Was all alike where only two were all	U
Command was none where equal love was paid	V
Or rather both commanded both obey'd	V
From lofty roofs the Gods repuls'd before	S
Now stooping enter'd through the little door	S
The man their hearty welcome first express'd	W
A common settle drew for either guest	W
Inviting each his weary limbs to rest	W
But e'er they sat officious Baucis lays	X
Two cushions stuff'd with straw the seat to raise	X
Coarse but the best she had then rakes the load	Y
Of ashes from the hearth and spreads abroad	Z
The living coals and lest they should expire	A2
With leaves and barks she feeds her infant fire	B2
It smokes and then with trembling breath she blows	C2
Till in a cheerful blaze the flames arose	C2
With brush wood and with chips she strengthens these	O
And adds at last the boughs of rotten trees	O
The fire thus form'd she sets the kettle on	D2
Like burnish'd gold the little seether shone	K
Next took the coleworts which her husband got	E2
From his own ground a small well water'd spot	E2
She stripp'd the stalks of all their leaves the best	W
She cull'd and then with handy care she dress'd	W
High o'er the hearth a chine of bacon hung	F2
Good old Philemon seiz'd it with a prong	G2
And from the sooty rafter drew it down	H2
Then cut a slice but scarce enough for one	A
Yet a large portion of a little store	S
Which for their sakes alone he wish'd were more	S
This in the pot he plung'd without delay	E
To tame the flesh and drain the salt away	E
The time between before the fire they sat	I2
And shorten'd the delay by pleasing chat	I2
A beam there was on which a beechen pail	J2
Hung by the handle on a driven nail	J2
This fill'd with water gently warm'd they set	K2
Before their guests in this they bath'd their feet	L2
And after with clean towels dry'd their sweat	K2
This done the host produc'd the genial bed	M2
Sallow the feet the borders and the sted	M2
Which with no costly coverlet they spread	M2
But coarse old garments yet such robes as these	O
They laid alone at feasts on holydays	O
The good old huswife tucking up her gown	H2
The table sets th' invited gods lie down	H2
The trivet table of a foot was lame	N2
A blot which prudent Baucis overcame	N2
Who thrusts beneath the limping leg a sherd	M2
So was the mended board exactly rear'd	M2
Then rubb'd it o'er with newly gather'd mint	M2
A wholesome herb that breath'd a grateful scent	M2
Pallas began the feast where first were seen	O2
The party colour'd olive black and green	O2
Autumnal cornels next in order serv'd	M2
In lees of wine well pickl'd and preserv'd	M2
A garden salad was the third supply	P2
Of endive radishes and succory	S
Then curds and cream the flow'r of country fare	S
And new laid eggs which Baucis' busy care	S
Turn'd by a gentle fire and roasted rear	S
All these in earthen ware were serv'd to board	M2
And next in place an earthen pitcher stor'd	M2
With liquor of the best the cottage cou'd afford	M2
This was the table's ornament and pride	M2
With figures wrought like pages at his side	M2
Stood beechen bowls and these were shining clean	O2
Varnish'd with wax without and lin'd within	Q2
By this the boiling kettle had prepar'd	M2
And to the table sent the smoking lard	M2
On which with eager appetite they dine	R2
A sav'ry bit that serv'd to relish wine	R2
The wine itself was suiting to the rest	M2
Still working in the must and lately press'd	M2
The second course succeeds like that before	S
Plums apples nuts and of their wintry store	S
Dry figs and grapes and wrinkl'd dates were set	M2
In canisters t' enlarge the little treat	M2
All these a milk white honey comb surround	M2
Which in the midst the country banquet crown'd	M2
But the kind hosts their entertainment grace	O
With hearty welcome and an open face	O
In all they did you might discern with ease	O
A willing mind and a desire to please	O
Meantime the beechen bowls went round and still	S2
Though often empty'd were observ'd to fill	S2
Fill'd without hands and of their own accord	M2
Ran without feet and danc'd about the board	M2
Devotion seiz'd the pair to see the feast	M2
With wine and of no common grape increas'd	M2
And up they held their hands and fell to pray'r	S
Excusing as they cou'd their country fare	S
One goose they had 'twas all they cou'd allow	T2
A wakeful sent'ry and on duty now	T2
Whom to the gods for sacrifice they vow	T2
Her with malicious zeal the couple view'd	M2
She ran for life and limping they pursu'd	M2
Full well the fowl perceiv'd their bad intent	M2
And wou'd not make her masters compliment	M2
But persecuted to the pow'rs she flies	O
And close between the legs of Love she lies	O
He with a gracious ear the suppliant heard	M2
And sav'd her life then what he was declar'd	M2
And own'd the god 'The neighbourhood ' said he	I
'Shall justly perish for impiety	M2
You stand alone exempted but obey	E
With speed and follow where we lead the way	E
Leave these accurs'd and to the mountain's height	M2
Ascend nor once look backward in your flight '	-
They haste and what their tardy feet deny'd	M2
The trusty staff their better leg supply'd	M2
An arrow's flight they wanted to the top	U2
And there secure but spent with travel stop	U2
Then turn their now no more forbidden eyes	O
Lost in a lake the floated level lies	O
A watry desert covers all the plains	O
Their cot alone as in an isle remains	O
Wondring with weeping eyes while they deplore	S
Their neighbours' fate and country now no more	S
Their little shed scarce large enough for two	V2
Seems from the ground increas'd in height and bulk to grow	S
A stately temple shoots within the skies	O
The crotches of their cot in columns rise	O
The pavement polish'd marble they behold	M2
The gates with sculpture grac'd the spires and tiles of gold	M2
Then thus the sire of gods with look serene	O2
'Speak thy desire thou only just of men	W2
And thou O woman only worthy found	M2
To be with such a man in marriage bound '	-
A while they whisper then to Jove address'd	M2
Philemon thus prefers their joint request	M2
'We crave to serve before your sacred shrine	R2
And offer at your altars rites divine	R2
And since not any action of our life	X2
Has been polluted with domestic strife	X2
We beg one hour of death that neither she	I
With widow's tears may live to bury me	I
Nor weeping I with wither'd arms may bear	S
My breathless Baucis to the sepulcher '	-
The	Y2

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