The Given Love Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCAA DDEEFFAA GHIIJJFF KKAALMNN OPQQRRST QQUVWWML XYAABBZZ AAOPA2A2B2B2 C2C2D2E2YYAA

I'LL on for what should hinder meA
From loving and enjoying theeA
Thou canst not those exceptions makeB
Which vulgar sordid mortals takeB
That my fate's too mean and lowC
'T were pity I should love thee soC
If that dull cause could hinder meA
In loving and enjoying theeA
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It does not me a whit displeaseD
That the rich all honours seizeD
That you all titles make your ownE
Are valiant learned wise aloneE
But if you claim o'er women tooF
The power which over men ye doF
If you alone must lovers beA
For that Sirs you must pardon meA
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Rather than lose what does so nearG
Concern my life and being hereH
I'll some such crooked ways inventI
As you or your forefathers wentI
I'll flatter or oppose the kingJ
Turn Puritan or any thingJ
I'll force my mind to arts so newF
Grow rich and love as well as youF
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But rather thus let me remainK
As man in paradise did reignK
When perfect love did so agreeA
With innocence and povertyA
Adam did no jointure giveL
Himself was jointure to his EveM
Untouch'd with avarice yet or prideN
The rib came freely back t' his sideN
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A curse upon the man who taughtO
Women that love was to be boughtP
Rather dote only on your goldQ
And that with greedy avarice holdQ
For if woman too submitR
To that and sell herself for itR
Fond lover you a mistress haveS
Of her that's but your fellow slaveT
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What should those poets mean of oldQ
That made their God to woo in goldQ
Of all men sure they had no causeU
To bind love to such costly lawsV
And yet I scarcely blame them nowW
For who alas would not allowW
That women should such gifts receiveM
Could they as he be what they giveL
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If thou my dear thyself shouldst prizeX
Alas what value would sufficeY
The Spaniard could not do't though heA
Should to both Indies jointure theeA
Thy beauties therefore wrong will takeB
If thou shouldst any bargain makeB
To give all will befit thee wellZ
But not at under rates to sellZ
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Bestow thy beauty then on meA
Freely as nature gave't to theeA
'T is an exploded popish thoughtO
To think that heaven may be boughtP
Prayers hymns and praises are the wayA2
And those my thankful Muse shall payA2
Thy body in my verse enshrin'dB2
Shall grow immortal as thy mindB2
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I'll fix thy title next in fameC2
To Sacharissa's well sung nameC2
So faithfully will I declareD2
What all thy wondrous beauties areE2
That when at the last great assizeY
All women shall together riseY
Men straight shall cast their eyes on theeA
And know at first that thou art sheA

Abraham Cowley



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