Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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THE ARGUMENTA
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The Saints engage in fierce ContestsB
About their Carnal interestsC
To share their sacrilegious PreysD
According to their Rates of GraceE
Their various Frenzies to reformF
When Cromwel left them in a StormF
Till in th' Effigy of Rumps the RabbleG
Burns all their Grandees of the CabalH
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THE learned write an insect breezeI
Is but a mungrel prince of beesI
That falls before a storm on cowsJ
And stings the founders of his houseK
From whose corrupted flesh that breedL
Of vermin did at first proceedL
So e're the storm of war broke outM
Religion spawn'd a various routM
Of petulant Capricious sectsN
The maggots of corrupted textsO
That first run all religion downP
And after ev'ry swarm its ownQ
For as the Persian Magi onceR
Upon their mothers got their sonsS
That were incapable t' enjoyT
That empire any other wayU
So PRESBYTER begot the otherV
Upon the good old Cause his motherV
Then bore then like the Devil's damW
Whose son and husband are the sameX
And yet no nat'ral tie of bloodY
Nor int'rest for the common goodZ
Cou'd when their profits interfer'dA2
Get quarter for each other's beardA2
For when they thriv'd they never fadg'dA2
But only by the ears engag'dA2
Like dogs that snarl about a boneQ
And play together when they've noneB2
As by their truest charactersC2
Their constant actions plainly appearsD2
Rebellion now began for lackE2
Of zeal and plunders to grow slackE2
The Cause and covenant to lessenB2
And Providence to b' out of seasonB2
For now there was no more to purchaseF2
O' th' King's Revenue and the ChurchesG2
But all divided shar'd and goneH2
That us'd to urge the Brethren onI2
Which forc'd the stubborn'st for the CauseJ2
To cross the cudgels to the lawsK2
That what by breaking them th' had gain'dA2
By their support might be maintain'dA2
Like thieves that in a hemp plot lieL2
Secur'd against the hue and cryL2
For PRESBYTER and INDEPENDANTA2
Were now turn'd plaintiff and defendantA2
Laid out their apostolic functionsS
On carnal orders and injunctionsS
And all their precious Gifts and GracesM2
On outlawries and scire faciasM2
At Michael's term had many a trialG
Worse than the Dragon and St MichaelG
Where thousands fell in shape of feesM2
Into the bottomless abyssM2
For when like brethren and like friendsM2
They came to share their dividendsM2
And ev'ry partner to possessM2
His Church and State Joint PurchasesM2
In which the ablest Saint and bestA2
Was nam'd in trust by all the restA2
To pay their money and insteadA2
Of ev'ry Brother pass the deedA2
He strait converted all his giftsM2
To pious frauds and holy shiftsM2
And settled all the other sharesM2
Upon his outward man and's heirsM2
Held all they claim'd as forfeit landsM2
Deliver'd up into his handsM2
And pass'd upon his conscienceM2
By Pre intail of ProvidenceM2
Impeach'd the rest for reprobatesM2
That had no titles to estatesM2
But by their spiritual attaintsM2
Degraded from the right of SaintsM2
This b'ing reveal'd they now begunB2
With law and conscience to fall onI2
And laid about as hot and brain sickN2
As th' Utter Barrister of SWANSWICKN2
Engag'd with moneybags as boldA2
As men with sand bags did of oldA2
That brought the lawyers in more feesM2
Than all unsanctify'd TrusteesM2
Till he who had no more to showO2
I' th' case receiv'd the overthrowO2
Or both sides having had the worstA2
They parted as they met at firstA2
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Poor PRESBYTER was now reduc'dA2
Secluded and cashier'd and chous'dA2
Turn'd out and excommunicateA2
From all affairs of Church and StateA2
Reform'd t' a reformado SaintA2
And glad to turn itinerantA2
To stroll and teach from town to townP
And those he had taught up teach downP
And make those uses serve agenP
Against the new enlighten'd menP
As fit as when at first they wereV
Reveal'd against the CAVALIERP2
Damn ANABAPTIST and FANATICN2
As pat as Popish and PrelaticN2
And with as little variationP
To serve for any Sect i' th' nationP
The Good Old Cause which some believeQ2
To be the Dev'l that tempted EVEQ2
With Knowledge and does still inviteA2
The world to mischief with new LightA2
Had store of money in her purseM2
When he took her for bett'r or worseM2
But now was grown deform'd and poorR2
And fit to be turn'd out of doorS2
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The INDEPENDENTS whose first stationP
Was in the rear of reformationP
A mungrel kind of church dragoonsM2
That serv'd for horse and foot at onceM2
And in the saddle of one steedA2
The Saracen and Christian ridA2
Were free of ev'ry spiritual orderV
To preach and fight and pray and murderV
No sooner got the start to lurchT2
Both disciplines of War and ChurchT2
And Providence enough to runP
The chief commanders of 'em downP
But carry'd on the war againstA2
The common enemy o' th' SaintsM2
And in a while prevail'd so farU2
To win of them the game of warS2
And be at liberty once moreS2
T' attack themselves as th' had beforeS2
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For now there was no foe in armsM2
T' unite their factions with alarmsM2
But all reduc'd and overcomeV2
Except their worst themselves at homeW2
Wh' had compass'd all they pray'd and sworeS2
And fought and preach'd and plunder'd forS2
Subdu'd the Nation Church and StateA2
And all things but their laws and hateA2
But when they came to treat and transactA2
And share the spoil of all th' had ransacktA2
To botch up what th' had torn and rentA2
Religion and the GovernmentA2
They met no sooner but prepar'dA2
To pull down all the war had spar'dA2
Agreed in nothing but t' abolishX2
Subvert extirpate and demolishX2
For knaves and fools b'ing near of kinP
As Dutch Boors are t' a SooterkinP
Both parties join'd to do their bestA2
To damn the publick interestA2
And herded only in consultsM2
To put by one another's boltsM2
T' out cant the Babylonian labourersM2
At all their dialects of jabberersM2
And tug at both ends of the sawM2
To tear down Government and LawM2
For as two cheats that play one gameX
Are both defeated of their aimX
So those who play a game of stateA2
And only cavil in debateA2
Although there's nothing lost or wonP
The publick bus'ness is undoneP
Which still the longer 'tis in doingN2
Becomes the surer way to ruinP
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This when the ROYALISTS perceiv'dA2
Who to their faith as firmly cleav'dA2
And own'd the right they had paid downP
So dearly for the Church and CrownP
Th' united constanter and sidedA2
The more the more their foes dividedA2
For though out number'd overthrownP
And by the fate of war run downP
Their duty never was defeatedA2
Nor from their oaths and faith retreatedA2
For loyalty is still the sameX
Whether it win or lose the gameX
True as the dial to the sunP
Although it be not shin'd uponP
But when these brethren in evilG
Their adversaries and the DevilG
Began once more to shew them playU
And hopes at least to have a dayU
They rally'd in parades of woodsM2
And unfrequented solitudesM2
Conven'd at midnight in out housesM2
T' appoint new rising rendezvouzesM2
And with a pertinacy unmatch'dA2
For new recruits of danger watch'dA2
No sooner was one blow divertedA2
But up another party startedA2
And as if nature too in hasteA2
To furnish out supplies as fastA2
Before her time had turn'd destructionP
T' a new and numerous productionP
No sooner those were overcomeV2
But up rose others in their roomY2
That like the Christian faith increastA2
The more the more they were supprestA2
Whom neither chains nor transportationP
Proscription sale or confiscationP
Nor all the desperate eventsM2
Of former try'd experimentsM2
Nor wounds cou'd terrify nor manglingN2
To leave off loyalty and danglingN2
Nor death with all his bones affrightA2
From vent'ring to maintain the rightA2
From staking life and fortune downP
'Gainst all together for the CrownP
But kept the title of their causeM2
From forfeiture like claims in lawsM2
And prov'd no prosp'rous usurpationP
Can ever settle in the nationP
Until in spight of force and treasonP
They put their loyalty in possessionP
And by their constancy and faithZ2
Destroy 'd the mighty men of GathA3
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Toss'd in a furious hurricaneP
Did OLIVER give up his reignP
And was believ'd as well by SaintsM2
As mortal men and miscreantsM2
To founder in the Stygian FerryB3
Until he was retriev'd by STERRYB3
Who in a faQ2

Samuel Butler



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