The Horse And The Olive: Or, War And Peace Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFDFDGHIHJKJK LMNMOPOPQRQRMMMMSMAM TUTUUQUQ| With Moral Tale let Ancient Wisdom move | A |
| Which thus I sing to make the Moderns wise | B |
| Strong Neptune once with sage Minerva strove | C |
| And rising Athens was the Victor's Prize | B |
| By Neptune Plutus Guardian Pow'r of Gain | D |
| By Great Minerva Bright Apollo stood | E |
| But Jove superior bad the Side obtain | D |
| Which best contriv'd to do the Nation Good | E |
| Then Neptune striking from the parted Ground | F |
| The Warlike Horse came pawing on the Plain | D |
| And as it toss'd its Mane and pranc'd around | F |
| By this he cries I'll make the People Reign | D |
| The Goddess smiling gently bow'd the Spear | G |
| And rather thus they shall be bless'd she said | H |
| Then upwards shooting in the Vernal Air | I |
| With loaded Boughs the fruitful Olive spread | H |
| Jove saw what Gifts the Rival Pow'rs design'd | J |
| And took th' impartial Scales resolv'd to show | K |
| If greater Bliss in Warlike Pomp we find | J |
| Or in the Calm which Peaceful Times bestow | K |
| On Neptune's part he plac'd Victorious Days | L |
| Gay Trophies won and Fame extending wide | M |
| But Plenty Safety Science Arts and Ease | N |
| Minerva's Scale with greater Weight supply'd | M |
| Fierce War devours whom gentle Peace wou'd save | O |
| Sweet Peace restores what angry War destroys | P |
| War made for Peace with that rewards the Brave | O |
| While Peace its Pleasures from it self enjoys | P |
| Hence vanquish'd Neptune to the Sea withdrew | Q |
| Hence wise Minerva rul'd Athenian Lands | R |
| Her Athens hence in Arts and Honour grew | Q |
| And still her Olives deck pacifick Hands | R |
| From Fables thus disclos'd a Monarch's Mind | M |
| May form just Rules to chuse the Truly Great | M |
| And Subjects weary'd with Distresses find | M |
| Whose kind Endeavours most befriend the State | M |
| Ev'n Britain here may learn to place her Love | S |
| If Cities won her Kingdoms Wealth have cost | M |
| If Anna's Thoughts the patriot souls approve | A |
| Whose Cares restore that Wealth the Wars had lost | M |
| But if we ask the Moral to disclose | T |
| Whom best europa's Patroness it calls | U |
| Great ANNA's Title no Exception knows | T |
| And unapply'd in this the Fable falls | U |
| With Her no Neptune or Minerva vyes | U |
| Whene'er she pleas'd her Troops to Conquest flew | Q |
| Whene'er she pleases Peaceful Times arise | U |
| She gave the Horse and gives the Olive too | Q |
Thomas Parnell
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