Prologue, Spoken By Mr. Woods At Edinburgh Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCD EEDDDDFFGGHHIIJJKKLL DDMNOOAA PPDDQQDDDWHEN by a generous Public's kind acclaim | A |
That dearest meed is granted honest fame | A |
Waen here your favour is the actor's lot | B |
Nor even the man in private life forgot | B |
What breast so dead to heavenly Virtue's glow | C |
But heaves impassion'd with the grateful throe | D |
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Poor is the task to please a barb'rous throng | E |
It needs no Siddons' powers in Southern's song | E |
But here an ancient nation fam'd afar | D |
For genius learning high as great in war | D |
Hail CALEDONIA name for ever dear | D |
Before whose sons I'm honour'd to appear | D |
Where every science every nobler art | F |
That can inform the mind or mend the heart | F |
Is known as grateful nations oft have found | G |
Far as the rude barbarian marks the bound | G |
Philosophy no idle pedant dream | H |
Here holds her search by heaven taught Reason's beam | H |
Here History paints with elegance and force | I |
The tide of Empire's fluctuating course | I |
Here Douglas forms wild Shakespeare into plan | J |
And Harley rouses all the God in man | J |
When well form'd taste and sparkling wit unite | K |
With manly lore or female beauty bright | K |
Beauty where faultless symmetry and grace | L |
Can only charm us in the second place | L |
Witness my heart how oft with panting fear | D |
As on this night I've met these judges here | D |
But still the hope Experience taught to live | M |
Equal to judge you're candid to forgive | N |
No hundred headed riot here we meet | O |
With decency and law beneath his feet | O |
Nor Insolence assumes fair Freedom's name | A |
Like CALEDONIANS you applaud or blame | A |
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O Thou dread Power whose empire giving hand | P |
Has oft been stretch'd to shield the honour'd land | P |
Strong may she glow with all her ancient fire | D |
May every son be worthy of his sire | D |
Firm may she rise with generous disdain | Q |
At Tyranny's or direr Pleasure's chain | Q |
Still Self dependent in her native shore | D |
Bold may she brave grim Danger's loudest roar | D |
Till Fate the curtain drop on worlds to be no more | D |
Robert Burns
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