Epigram On Hearing A Clergyman Preach A Dull Sermon In A Loud, Shrill Voice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CCDDEE FGFH IIII JJKK LMNM IOIO PPPPPPQRQRMMSS| Still still his bell like voice rings through my head | A |
| Yet not one bright thought cheers my mental view | B |
| O would that I were deaf asleep or dead | A |
| Ye marble statues how I envy you | B |
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| To hear him preach the Methodistic creed | C |
| What eager crowds to Ranter's chapel speed | C |
| His eloquence the harden'd sinner frightens | D |
| Like heaven itself says Fame he thunders lightens | D |
| I go to hear him Fame has made a blunder | E |
| I see no lightning though I hear the thunder | E |
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| For flowery sermons Doctor Drudge | F |
| Of preachers at the top is | G |
| If from their influence we may judge | F |
| His flowers are only poppies | H |
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| Sir you're both fool and knave to Frank Blunt cries | I |
| I know I am Sir Frank to Blunt replies | I |
| Now in self knowledge if all knowledge lies | I |
| A fool like Frank must be extremely wise | I |
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| Vice is a mouse trap pleasure is the bait | J |
| Like mice enticing mortals to their fate | J |
| And of this truth experience leaves no doubt | K |
| 'Tis far more easy to get in than out | K |
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| Old maids their spleen on marriage vent | L |
| The reason would you know | M |
| 'Tis not that others are made wives | N |
| But that they can't be so | M |
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| How grave he looks how mighty wise | I |
| He seems Minerva's sacred bird | O |
| He speaks our ears refute our eyes | I |
| The cackling of a goose is heard | O |
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| How came that Jew deform'd and old | P |
| To wed the youthful fair Coquette | P |
| Ben had a purse well stored with gold | P |
| He caught her in't 'twas Hymen's net | P |
| Flirtilla's teeth well form'd and white | P |
| Were Hymen's pincers and could bite | P |
| When the Royal Exchange to the flames fell a prey | Q |
| All the Monarchs and Queens from their niches were thrown | R |
| Lackaday on the pavement in fragments they lay | Q |
| Every one except Charley the Second alone | R |
| Strange event O my Muse to blind mortals below | M |
| Clear this mystery which none but immortals can know | M |
| Cytherea and Momus pray'd Vulcan to spare | S |
| The blithe amorous King Vulcan granted their prayer | S |
Thomas Oldham
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