Fragment Of A Satire On Satire Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFGHIJKLMNOO PQRRSSEETUVWUUEEXXRR YUZZA2A2B2C2D2| If gibbets axes confiscations chains | A |
| And racks of subtle torture if the pains | A |
| Of shame of fiery Hell s tempestuous wave | B |
| Seen through the caverns of the shadowy grave | B |
| Hurling the damned into the murky air | C |
| While the meek blest sit smiling if Despair | C |
| And Hate the rapid bloodhounds with which Terror | D |
| Hunts through the world the homeless steps of Error | D |
| Are the true secrets of the commonweal | E |
| To make men wise and just | F |
| And not the sophisms of revenge and fear | G |
| Bloodier than is revenge | H |
| Then send the priests to every hearth and home | I |
| To preach the burning wrath which is to come | J |
| In words like flakes of sulphur such as thaw | K |
| The frozen tears | L |
| If Satire s scourge could wake the slumbering hounds | M |
| Of Conscience or erase the deeper wounds | N |
| The leprous scars of callous Infamy | O |
| If it could make the present not to be | O |
| Or charm the dark past never to have been | P |
| Or turn regret to hope who that has seen | Q |
| What Southey is and was would not exclaim | R |
| Lash on be the keen verse dipped in flame | R |
| Follow his flight with winged words and urge | S |
| The strokes of the inexorable scourge | S |
| Until the heart be naked till his soul | E |
| See the contagion s spots foul | E |
| And from the mirror of Truth s sunlike shield | T |
| From which his Parthian arrow | U |
| Flash on his sight the spectres of the past | V |
| Until his mind s eye paint thereon | W |
| Let scorn like yawn below | U |
| And rain on him like flakes of fiery snow | U |
| This cannot be it ought not evil still | E |
| Suffering makes suffering ill must follow ill | E |
| Rough words beget sad thoughts and beside | X |
| Men take a sullen and a stupid pride | X |
| In being all they hate in others shame | R |
| By a perverse antipathy of fame | R |
| Tis not worth while to prove as I could how | Y |
| From the sweet fountains of our Nature flow | U |
| These bitter waters I will only say | Z |
| If any friend would take Southey some day | Z |
| And tell him in a country walk alone | A2 |
| Softening harsh words with friendship s gentle tone | A2 |
| How incorrect his public conduct is | B2 |
| And what men think of it twere not amiss | C2 |
| Far better than to make innocent ink | D2 |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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