Etching Moralised. To A Noble Lady. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBACCA DDEFFE GGHIIH JJKKKK LLMNNM OOPQQP RRSTTS UUMVVM WWMXXM YYMZZM A2A2B2C2C2B2 C2C2A2D2D2A2 EEA2A2A2A2 E2E2KF2F2K G2G2AC2C2A ZZH2DDH2 I2I2A2A2A2A2 J2J2MKKM A2A2MK2K2M L2L2A2M2M2A2 N2N2AL2L2A A2A2MO2O2M IIP2Q2Q2R2 S2S2A2T2T2A2 U2U2SE2E2S TTAV2V2A W2W2A2U2U2A2 X2X2A2A2A2A2 Y2Y2MZZM A2A2A2O2O2A2 V2V2AZ2Z2A OOR2EER2 A3A3MB3B3M AAAC3C3A C2C2B3C2C2B3 W2W2EEEE X2X2A2V2V2A2 B3B3MY2MM D3D3EE3E3E B3B3B2D2D2B2To point a moral JOHNSON | A |
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Fairest Lady and Noble for once on a time | B |
Condescend to accept in the humblest of rhyme | B |
And a style more of Gay than of Milton | A |
A few opportune verses design'd to impart | C |
Some didactical hints in a Needlework Art | C |
Not described by the Countess of Wilton | A |
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An Art not unknown to the delicate hand | D |
Of the fairest and first in this insular land | D |
But in Patronage Royal delighting | E |
And which now your own feminine fantasy wins | F |
Tho' it scarce seems a lady like work that begins | F |
In a scratching and ends in a biting | E |
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Yet oh that the dames of the Scandalous School | G |
Would but use the same acid and sharp pointed tool | G |
That are plied in the said operations | H |
Oh would that our Candours on copper would sketch | I |
For the first of all things in begining to etch | I |
Are good grounds for our representations | H |
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Those protective and delicate coatings of wax | J |
Which are meant to resist the corrosive attacks | J |
That would ruin the copper completely | K |
Thin cerements which whoso remembers the Bee | K |
So applauded by Watts the divine LL D | K |
Will be careful to spread very neatly | K |
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For why like some intricate deed of the law | L |
Should the ground in the process be left with a flaw | L |
Aqua fortis is far from a joker | M |
And attacking the part that no coating protects | N |
Will turn out as distressing to all your effects | N |
As a landlord who puts in a broker | M |
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Then carefully spread the conservative stuff | O |
Until all the bright metal is cover'd enough | O |
To repel a destructive so active | P |
For in Etching as well as in Morals pray note | Q |
That a little raw spot or a hole in a coat | Q |
Your ascetics find vastly attractive | P |
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Thus the ground being laid very even and flat | R |
And then smoked with a taper till black as a hat | R |
Still from future disasters to screen it | S |
Just allow me by way of precaution to state | T |
You must hinder the footman from changing your plate | T |
Nor yet suffer the butler to clean it | S |
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Nay the housemaid perchance in her passion to scrub | U |
May suppose the dull metal in want of a rub | U |
Like the Shield which Swift's readers remember | M |
Not to mention the chance of some other mishaps | V |
Such as having your copper made up into caps | V |
To be worn on the First of September | M |
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But aloof from all damage by Betty or John | W |
You secure the veil'd surface and trace thereupon | W |
The design you conceive the most proper | M |
Yet gently and not with a needle too keen | X |
Lest it pierce to the wax through the paper between | X |
And of course play Old Scratch with the copper | M |
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So in worldly affairs the sharp practising man | Y |
Is not always the one who succeeds in his plan | Y |
Witness Shylock's judicial exposure | M |
Who as keen as his knife yet with agony found | Z |
That while urging his point he was losing his ground | Z |
And incurring a fatal disclosure | M |
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But perhaps without tracing at all you may choose | A2 |
To indulge in some little extempore views | A2 |
Like the older artistical people | B2 |
For example a Corydon playing his pipe | C2 |
In a Low Country marsh with a Cow after Cuyp | C2 |
And a Goat skipping over a steeple | B2 |
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A wild Deer at a rivulet taking a sup | C2 |
With a couple of Pillars put in to fill up | C2 |
Like the columns of certain diurnals | A2 |
Or a very brisk sea in a very stiff gale | D2 |
And a very Dutch boat with a very big sail | D2 |
Or a bevy of Retzsch Infernals | A2 |
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Architectural study or rich Arabesque | E |
Allegorical dream or a view picturesque | E |
Near to Naples or Venice or Florence | A2 |
Or as harmless as lambs and as gentle as doves | A2 |
A sweet family cluster of plump little Loves | A2 |
Like the Children by Reynolds or Lawrence | A2 |
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But whatever the subject your exquisite taste | E2 |
Will ensure a design very charming and chaste | E2 |
Like yourself full of nature and beauty | K |
Yet besides the good points you already reveal | F2 |
You will need a few others of well temper'd steel | F2 |
And especially form'd for the duty | K |
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For suppose that the tool be imperfectly set | G2 |
Over many weak lengths in your line you will fret | G2 |
Like a pupil of Walton and Cotton | A |
Who remains by the brink of the water agape | C2 |
While the jack trout or barbel effects its escape | C2 |
Thro' the gut or silk line being rotten | A |
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Therefore let the steel point be set truly and round | Z |
That the finest of strokes may be even and sound | Z |
Flowing glibly where fancy would lead 'em | H2 |
But alas for the needle that fetters the hand | D |
And forbids even sketches of Liberty's land | D |
To be drawn with the requisite freedom | H2 |
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Oh the botches I've seen by a tool of the sort | I2 |
Rather hitching than etching and making in short | I2 |
Such stiff crabbed and angular scratches | A2 |
That the figures seem'd statues or mummies from tombs | A2 |
While the trees were as rigid as bundles of brooms | A2 |
And the herbage like bunches of matches | A2 |
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The stiff clouds as if carefully iron'd and starch'd | J2 |
While a cast iron bridge meant for wooden o'er arch'd | J2 |
Something more like a road than a river | M |
Prythee who in such characteristics could see | K |
Any trace of the beautiful land of the free | K |
The Free Mason Free Trader Free Liver | M |
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But prepared by a hand that is skilful and nice | A2 |
The fine point glides along like a skate on the ice | A2 |
At the will of the Gentle Designer | M |
Who impelling the needle just presses so much | K2 |
That each line of her labor the copper may touch | K2 |
As if done by a penny a liner | M |
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And behold how the fast growing images gleam | L2 |
Like the sparkles of gold in a sunshiny stream | L2 |
Till perplex'd by the glittering issue | A2 |
You repine for a light of a tenderer kind | M2 |
And in choosing a substance for making a blind | M2 |
Do not sneeze at the paper call'd tissue | A2 |
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For subdued by the sheet so transparent and white | N2 |
Your design will appear in a soberer light | N2 |
And reveal its defects on inspection | A |
Just as Glory achieved or political scheme | L2 |
And some more of our dazzling performances seem | L2 |
Not so bright on a cooler reflection | A |
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So the juvenile Poet with ecstasy views | A2 |
His first verses and dreams that the songs of his Muse | A2 |
Are as brilliant as Moore's and as tender | M |
Till some critical sheet scans the faulty design | O2 |
And alas takes the shine out of every line | O2 |
That had form'd such a vision of splendor | M |
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Certain objects however may come in your sketch | I |
Which design'd by a hand unaccustom'd to etch | I |
With a luckless result may be branded | P2 |
Wherefore add this particular rule to your code | Q2 |
Let all vehicles take the wrong side of the road | Q2 |
And man woman and child be left handed | R2 |
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Yet regard not the awkward appearance with doubt | S2 |
But remember how often mere blessings fall out | S2 |
That at first seem'd no better than curses | A2 |
So till things take a turn live in hope and depend | T2 |
That whatever is wrong will come right in the end | T2 |
And console you for all your reverses | A2 |
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But of errors why speak when for beauty and truth | U2 |
Your free spirited Etching is worthy in sooth | U2 |
Of that Club may all honor betide it | S |
Which tho' dealing in copper by genius and taste | E2 |
Has accomplish'd a service of plate not disgraced | E2 |
By the work of a Goldsmith beside it | S |
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So your sketch superficially drawn on the plate | T |
It becomes you to fix in a permanent state | T |
Which involves a precise operation | A |
With a keen biting fluid which eating its way | V2 |
As in other professions is common they say | V2 |
Has attain'd an artistical station | A |
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And it's oh that some splenetic folks I could name | W2 |
If they must deal in acids would use but the same | W2 |
In such innocent graphical labors | A2 |
In the place of the virulent spirit wherewith | U2 |
Like the polecat the weasel and things of that kith | U2 |
They keep biting the backs of their neighbors | A2 |
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But beforehand with wax or the shoemaker's pitch | X2 |
You must build a neat dyke round the margin in which | X2 |
You may pour the dilute aqua fortis | A2 |
For if raw like a dram it will shock you to trace | A2 |
Your design with a horrible froth on its face | A2 |
Like a wretch in articulo mortis | A2 |
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Like a wretch in the pangs that too many endure | Y2 |
From the use of strong waters without any pure | Y2 |
A vile practice most sad and improper | M |
For from painful examples this warning is found | Z |
That the raw burning spirit will take up the ground | Z |
In the churchyard as well as on copper | M |
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But the Acid has duly been lower'd and bites | A2 |
Only just where the visible metal invites | A2 |
Like a nature inclined to meet troubles | A2 |
And behold as each slender and glittering line | O2 |
Effervesces you trace the completed design | O2 |
In an elegant bead work of bubbles | A2 |
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And yet constantly secretly eating its way | V2 |
The shrewd acid is making the substance its prey | V2 |
Like some sorrow beyond inquisition | A |
Which is gnawing the heart and the brain all the while | Z2 |
That the face is illumed by its cheerfullest smile | Z2 |
And the wit is in bright ebullition | A |
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But still stealthily feeding the treacherous stuff | O |
Has corroded and deepen'd some portions enough | O |
The pure sky and the waters so placid | R2 |
And these tenderer tints to defend from attack | E |
With some turpentine varnish and sooty lamp black | E |
You must stop out the ferreting acid | R2 |
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But before with the varnishing brush you proceed | A3 |
Let the plate with cold water be thoroughly freed | A3 |
From the other less innocent liquor | M |
After which on whatever you want to protect | B3 |
Put a coat that will act to that very effect | B3 |
Like the black one which hangs on the Vicar | M |
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Then the varnish well dried urge the biting again | A |
But how long at its meal the eau forte may remain | A |
Time and practice alone can determine | A |
But of course not so long that the Mountain and Mill | C3 |
The rude Bridge and the Figures whatever you will | C3 |
Are as black as the spots on your ermine | A |
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It is true none the less that a dark looking scrap | C2 |
With a sort of Blackheath and Black Forest mayhap | C2 |
Is consider'd as rather Rembrandty | B3 |
And that very black cattle and very black sheep | C2 |
A black dog and a shepherd as black as a sweep | C2 |
Are the pets of some great Dilettante | B3 |
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So with certain designers one needs not to name | W2 |
All this life is a dark scene of sorrow and shame | W2 |
From our birth to our final adjourning | E |
Yea this excellent earth and its glories alack | E |
What with ravens palls cottons and devils as black | E |
As a Warehouse for Family Mourning | E |
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But before your own picture arrives at that pitch | X2 |
While the lights are still light and the shadows though rich | X2 |
More transparent than ebony shutters | A2 |
Never minding what Black Arted critics may say | V2 |
Stop the biting and pour the green fluid away | V2 |
As you please into bottles or gutters | A2 |
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Then removing the ground and the wax at a heat | B3 |
Cleanse the surface with oil spermaceti or sweet | B3 |
For your hand a performance scarce proper | M |
So some careful professional person secure | Y2 |
For the Laundress will not be a safe amateur | M |
To assist you in cleaning the copper | M |
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And in truth 'tis a rather unpleasantish job | D3 |
To be done on a hot German stove or a hob | D3 |
Though as sure of an instant forgetting | E |
When as after the dark clearing off of a storm | E3 |
The fair Landscape shines out in a lustre as warm | E3 |
As the glow of the sun in its setting | E |
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Thus your Etching complete it remains but to hint | B3 |
That with certain assistance from paper and print | B3 |
Which the proper Mechanic will settle | B2 |
You may charm all your Friends without any sad tale | D2 |
Of such perils and ills as beset Lady Sale | D2 |
With a fine India Proof of your Metal | B2 |
Thomas Hood
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