The Motto Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDBBCCEEFFGGHHIJK KLLMMNOPQRRSTDDUUVVR RSSQQ| Tentanda via est etc | A |
| What shall I do to be forever known | B |
| And make the age to come my own | B |
| I shall like beasts or common people die | C |
| Unless you write my elegy | D |
| Whilst others great by being born are grown | B |
| Their mothers' labor not their own | B |
| In this scale gold in th'other fame does lie | C |
| The weight of that mounts this so high | C |
| These men are fortune's jewels molded bright | E |
| Brought forth with their own fire and light | E |
| If I her vulgar stone for either look | F |
| Out of myself it must be strook | F |
| Yet I must on what sound is't strikes mine ear | G |
| Sure I Fame's trumpet hear | G |
| It sounds like the last trumpet for it can | H |
| Raise up the buried man | H |
| Unpassed Alps stop me but I'll cut through all | I |
| And march the Muses' Hannibal | J |
| Hence all the flattering vanities that lay | K |
| Nets of roses in the way | K |
| Hence the desire of honors or estate | L |
| And all that is not above fate | L |
| Hence Love himself the tyrant of my days | M |
| Which intercepts my coming praise | M |
| Come my best friends my books and lead me on | N |
| 'Tis time that I were gone | O |
| Welcome great Stagirite and teach me now | P |
| All I was born to know | Q |
| Thy scholar's vict'ries thou dost far outdo | R |
| He conquered th'earth the whole world you | R |
| Welcome learn'd Cicero whose blest tongue and wit | S |
| Preserve Rome's greatness yet | T |
| Thou art the first of orators only he | D |
| Who best can praise thee next must be | D |
| Welcome the Mantuan swan Vergil the wise | U |
| Whose verse walks highest but not flies | U |
| Who brought green poesy to her perfect age | V |
| And made that art which was a rage | V |
| Tell me ye mighty three what shall I do | R |
| To be like one of you | R |
| But you have climbed the mountain's top there sit | S |
| On the calm flour'shing head of it | S |
| And whilst with wearied steps we upward go | Q |
| See us and clouds below | Q |
Abraham Cowley
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