ABSTRACT
He has left us, speaking roughly, three classes of poetry-satires; miscellaneous poems chiefly in couplet; and lyrics. Now the puzzle of his prosody consists, not merely in the fact that the satires do not, as Ben calls it, and as some would still call it, ‘keep accent’, though that is a most inadequate description of their eccentricities. It lies in the fact that his peculiarity is very much less noticeable in the miscellaneous poems, and hardly noticeable at all in the lyrics.
