To Mr. Blanchard, The Celebrated Aeronaut In America Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFG HHII JJKK LLMN OOPP JJQQ RRST AAUU VVUW XXEE MYZZ AAWA2 B2B2NN LLC2C2 AAD2E2 F2F2G2G2 H2H2I2Nil mortalibus ardui est | A |
Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia | B |
Horace | C |
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From Persian looms the silk he wove | D |
No Weaver meant should trail above | E |
The surface of the earth we tread | F |
To deck the matron or the maid | G |
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But you ambitious have design'd | H |
With silk to soar above mankind | H |
On silk you hang your splendid car | I |
And mount towards the morning star | I |
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How can you be so careless gay | J |
Would you amidst red lightnings play | J |
Meet sulphurous blasts and fear them not | K |
Is Phaeton's sad fate forgot | K |
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Beyond our view you mean to rise | L |
And this Balloon of mighty size | L |
Will to the astonish'd eye appear | M |
An atom wafted thro' the air | N |
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Where would you rove amidst the storms | O |
Departed Ghosts and shadowy forms | O |
Vast tracks of aether and what's more | P |
A sea of space without a shore | P |
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Would you to Herschell find the way | J |
To Saturn's moons undaunted stray | J |
Or wafted on a silken wing | Q |
Alight on Saturn's double ring | Q |
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Would you the lunar mountains trace | R |
Or in her flight fair Venus chase | R |
Would you like her perform the tour | S |
Of sixty thousand miles an hour | T |
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To move at such a dreadful rate | A |
He must propel who did create | A |
By him indeed are wonders done | U |
Who follows Venus round the sun | U |
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At Mars arriv'd what would you see | V |
Strange forms I guess not such as we | V |
Alarming shapes yet seen by none | U |
For every planet has its own | W |
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If onward still you urge your flight | X |
You may approach some satellite | X |
Some of the shining train above | E |
That circle round the orb of Jove | E |
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Attracted by so huge a sphere | M |
You might become a stranger here | Y |
There you might be if there you fly | Z |
A giant sixty fathoms high | Z |
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May heaven preserve you from that fate | A |
Here men are men of little weight | A |
There Polypheme it might be shown | W |
Is but a middle sized baboon | A2 |
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This ramble through the aether pass'd | B2 |
Pray tell us when you stop at last | B2 |
Would you with gods that aether share | N |
Or dine on atmospheric air | N |
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You have a longing for the skies | L |
To leave the fogs that round us rise | L |
To haste your flight and speed your wings | C2 |
Beyond this world of little things | C2 |
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Your silken project is too great | A |
Stay here Blanchard 'till death or fate | A |
To which yourself like us must bow | D2 |
Shall send you where you want to go | E2 |
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Yes wait and let the heav'ns decide | F2 |
Your wishes may be gratified | F2 |
And you shall go as swift as thought | G2 |
Where nature has more finely wrought | G2 |
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Her Chrystal spheres her heavens serene | H2 |
A more sublime enchanting scene | H2 |
Than thought depicts or poets feign | I2 |
Philip Freneau
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