Atlas; or, the Minister of State

Jonathan Swift (1667–1745) · 1710–1745

iambic tetrameter · octosyllabic couplets · 22 lines · from Cadenus and Vanessa, and Other Poems

Atlas, we read in ancient song,Was so exceeding tall and strong,He bore the skies upon his back,Just as the pedler does his pack;But, as the pedler overpress'dUnloads upon a stall to rest,Or, when he can no longer standDesires a friend to lend a hand;So Atlas, lest the ponderous spheresShould sink, and fall about his ears,Got Hercules to bear the pile,That he might sit and rest awhile.Yet Hercules was not so strong,Nor could have borne it half so long.Great statesmen are in this condition;And Atlas is a politician,A premier minister of state;Alcides one of second rate.Suppose then Atlas ne'er so wise;Yet, when the weight of kingdoms liesToo long upon his single shoulders,Sink down he must, or find upholders.

Words in this poem

awhile adv.
For a while; for some time; for a short time. [Adj. a + while time, interval.]
premier a.
First; chief; principal; as, the premier place; premier minister. [F. premier, fr. L. primarius of the first rank, principal, fr. primus the first. See Primary, Prime, a.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Atlas; or, the Minister of State is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 2, Project Gutenberg ebook #13621; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

Atlas; or, the Minister of State is 22 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets: octosyllabic couplets. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 91%).

See other poems in octosyllabic couplets, other poems in iambic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJKK songA · strongA · backB · packB · overpress'dC · restC · standD · handD · spheresE · earsE · pileF · awhileF · strongG · longG · conditionH · politicianH · stateI · rateI · wiseJ · liesJ · shouldersK · upholdersK
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
Atlas, we read in ancient song,8/˘···/˘·
Was so exceeding tall and strong,8··˘/˘···
He bore the skies upon his back,8········
Just as the pedler does his pack;8········
But, as the pedler overpress'd8········
Unloads upon a stall to rest,8˘/······
Or, when he can no longer stand8·····/˘·
Desires a friend to lend a hand;8˘/······
So Atlas, lest the ponderous spheres8·/˘··/˘·
Should sink, and fall about his ears,8········
Got Hercules to bear the pile,8·/˘·····
That he might sit and rest awhile.8······˘/
Yet Hercules was not so strong,8·/˘·····
Nor could have borne it half so long.8········
Great statesmen are in this condition;9·/˘···˘/˘
And Atlas is a politician,9·/˘···˘/˘
A premier minister of state;8·˘//˘˘··
Alcides one of second rate.7/···/˘·
Suppose then Atlas ne'er so wise;8˘/·/˘···
Yet, when the weight of kingdoms lies8·····/˘·
Too long upon his single shoulders,9·····/˘/˘
Sink down he must, or find upholders.9·········

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