Chronicle, The: A Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DEFGGF HIJKKJ LLCMMC KKNEON NNPQQP RRFSSF TTUVVU CCNAAN ILWNEW XXYZZA2 B2B2C2C2C2C2 CCWD2D2W NNHTTH

Margarita first possess'dA
If I remember well my breastA
Margarita first of allB
But when a while the wanton maidC
With my restless heart had play'dC
Martha took the flying ballB
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Martha soon did it resignD
To the beauteous CatharineE
Beauteous Catharine gave placeF
Though loth and angry she to partG
With the possession of my heartG
To Eliza's conquering faceF
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Eliza till this hour might reignH
Had she not evil counsel ta'enI
Fundamental laws she brokeJ
And still new favourites she choseK
Till up in arms my passions roseK
And cast away her yokeJ
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Mary then and gentle AnneL
Both to reign at once beganL
Alternately they swayedC
And sometimes Mary was the fairM
And sometimes Anne the crown did wearM
And sometimes both I obey'dC
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Another Mary then aroseK
And did rigorous laws imposeK
A mighty tyrant sheN
Long alas should I have beenE
Under that iron scepter'd queenO
Had not Rebecca set me freeN
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When fair Rebecca set me freeN
'Twas then a golden time with meN
But soon those pleasures fledP
For the gracious princess diedQ
In her youth and beauty's prideQ
And Judith reigned in her steadP
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One month three days and half an hourR
Judith held the sovereign powerR
Wondrous beautiful her faceF
But so weak and small her witS
That she to govern was unfitS
And so Susanna took her placeF
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But when Isabella cameT
Arm'd with a resistless flameT
And th' artillery of her eyeU
Whilst she proudly march'd aboutV
Greater conquests to find outV
She beat out Susan by the byeU
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But in her place I then obey'dC
Black ey'd Bess her viceroy maidC
To whom ensued a vacancyN
Thousand worse passions then possess'dA
The interregnum of my breastA
Bless me from such an anarchyN
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Gentle Henrietta thenI
And a third Mary next beganL
Then Joan and Jane and AndriaW
And then a pretty ThomasineN
And then another CatharineE
And then a long et caeteraW
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But should I now to you relateX
The strength and riches of their stateX
The powder patches and the pinsY
The ribbons jewels and the ringsZ
The lace the paint and warlike thingsZ
That make up all their magazinesA2
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If I should tell the politic artsB2
To take and keep men's heartsB2
The letters embassies and spiesC2
The frowns and smiles and flatteriesC2
The quarrels tears and perjuriesC2
Numberless nameless mysteriesC2
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And all the little lime twigs laidC
By Machiavel the waiting maidC
I more voluminous should growW
Chiefly if I like them should tellD2
All change of weather that befelD2
Than Holinshed or StowW
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But I will briefer with them beN
Since few of them were long with meN
An higher and a nobler strainH
My present empress does claimT
Eleonora first o' th' nameT
Whom God grant long to reignH

Abraham Cowley



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