Horace, Ode Xxii. Lib. I. Freely Translated By Lord Eldon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FDFD GHGH IJKJ LHMH BNBN OPOOP| The man who keeps a conscience pure | A |
| If not his own at least his Prince's | B |
| Thro' toil and danger walks secure | A |
| Looks big and black and never winces | B |
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| No want has he of sword or dagger | C |
| Cockt hat or ringlets of Geramb | D |
| Tho' Peers may laugh and Papists swagger | C |
| He doesn't care one single damn | E |
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| Whether midst Irish chairmen going | F |
| Or thro' St Giles's alleys dim | D |
| Mid drunken Sheelahs blasting blowing | F |
| No matter 'tis all one to him | D |
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| For instance I one evening late | G |
| Upon a gay vacation sally | H |
| Singing the praise of Church and State | G |
| Got God knows how to Cranbourne Alley | H |
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| When lo an Irish Papist darted | I |
| Across my path gaunt grim and big | J |
| I did but frown and off he started | K |
| Scared at me even without my wig | J |
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| Yet a more fierce and raw boned dog | L |
| Goes not to Mass in Dublin City | H |
| Nor shakes his brogue o'er Allen's Bog | M |
| Nor spouts in Catholic Committee | H |
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| Oh place me midst O'Rourkes O'Tooles | B |
| The ragged royal blood of Tara | N |
| Or place me where Dick Martin rules | B |
| The houseless wilds of Connemara | N |
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| Of Church and State I'll warble still | O |
| Though even Dick Martin's self should grumble | P |
| Sweet Church and State like Jack and Jill | O |
| So lovingly upon a hill | O |
| Ah ne'er like Jack and Jill to tumble | P |
Thomas Moore
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