Destinie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCAAADEFFGGFFHHCIG GGGJKGAALLLL MGGMMAAANOAAPQAAAGGF FAAAAAARGAARR| Strange and unnatural lets stay and see | A |
| This Pageant of a Prodigie | B |
| Lo of themselves th'enlivened Chesmen move | C |
| Lo the unbred ill organ'd Pieces prove | C |
| As full of Art and Industrie | A |
| Of Courage and of Policie | A |
| As we our selves who think ther's nothing Wise but We | A |
| Here a proud Pawn I'admire | D |
| That still advancing higher | E |
| At top of all became | F |
| Another Thing and Name | F |
| Here I'm amaz'ed at th'actions of a Knight | G |
| That does bold wonders in the fight | G |
| Here I the losing party blame | F |
| For those false Moves that break the Game | F |
| That to their Grave the Bag the conquered Pieces bring | H |
| And above all th' ill Conduct of the Mated King | H |
| What e're these seem what e're Philosophie | C |
| And Sense or Reason tell said I | I |
| These Things have Life Election Libertie | G |
| 'Tis their own Wisdom molds their State | G |
| Their Faults and Virtues make their Fate | G |
| They do they do said I but strait | G |
| Lo from my'enlightned Eyes the Mists and shadows fell | J |
| That hinder Spirits from being Visible | K |
| And lo I saw two Angels plaid the Mate | G |
| With Man alas no otherwise it proves | A |
| An unseen Hand makes all their Moves | A |
| And some are Great and some are Small | L |
| Some climb to good some from good Fortune fall | L |
| Some Wisemen and some Fools we call | L |
| Figures alas of Speech for Desti'ny plays us all | L |
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| Me from the womb the Midwife Muse did take | M |
| She cut my Navel washt me and mine Head | G |
| With her own Hands she Fashioned | G |
| She did a Covenant with me make | M |
| And circumcis'ed my tender Soul and thus she spake | M |
| Thou of my Church shalt be | A |
| Hate and renounce said she | A |
| Wealth Honor Pleasures all the World for Me | A |
| Thou neither great at Court nor in the War | N |
| Nor at th' Exchange shalt be nor at the wrangling Bar | O |
| Content thy self with the small Barren Praise | A |
| That neglected Verse does raise | A |
| She spake and all my years to come | P |
| Took their unlucky Doom | Q |
| Their several ways of Life let others chuse | A |
| Their several pleasures let them use | A |
| But I was born for Love and for a Muse | A |
| With Fate what boots it to contend | G |
| Such I began such am and so must end | G |
| The Star that did my Being frame | F |
| Was but a Lambent Flame | F |
| And some small Light it did dispence | A |
| But neither Heat nor Influence | A |
| No Matter Cowley let proud Fortune see | A |
| That thou canst her despise no less then she does Thee | A |
| Let all her gifts the portion be | A |
| Of Folly Lust and Flattery | A |
| Fraud Extortion Calumnie | R |
| Murder Infidelitie | G |
| Rebellion and Hypocrisie | A |
| Do Thou nor grieve nor blush to be | A |
| As all th'inspired tuneful Men | R |
| And all thy great Forefathers were from Homer down to Ben | R |
Abraham Cowley
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